'Your Molly has never been false, she declares, br Since the last time we parted at Wapping Old Stairs; br When I said that I would continue the same, br And I gave you the 'bacco-box marked with my name. br When I passed a whole fortnight between decks with you, br Did I e'er give a kiss, Tom, to one of your crew? br To be useful and kind to my Thomas I stay'd, br For his trousers I washed, and his grog too I made. br br Though you promised last Sunday to walk in the Mall br With Susan from Deptford and likewise with Sall, br In silence I stood your unkindness to hear br And only upbraided my Tom with a tear. br Why should Sall, or should Susan, than me be more prized? br For the heart that is true, Tom, should ne'er be despised; br Then be constant and kind, nor your Molly forsake, br Still your trousers I'll wash and your grog too I'll make.