Thinking that Dad cannot see;
Ah, the young rogue knows there’s something there,
And Molly is laughing with glee.—Chorus.
Molly is tired of her romp at last,
Dada must take her to bed,
“Place little dolly beside me, please,”
Now Molly her prayers has said.
“Good-night, God bless you, my Dada dear,
Kiss me, and kiss dolly too;
I know you love little Molly, Dad,