I had a girl, real nice girl, down in
Roxham
Way.
She were wholly nice to me back
in the old school days.
She would smile all the while, but
Daddy didn't know all,
what she used to say to me behind the garden wall.
How you got a life, boy?
How you got a life?
Then one day she went away,
I didn't see her no more
Till by chance I see her down
along the monthly shore
She was there twice as fair,
would she now be true?
So when she sees me passing by,
she say I'm glad that's you
How you got a life, boy?
How you got a life?
Molly
Winkley, she smokes like a chimney,
but she's my little nicotine girl.
By and by we decide on a wedding day,
so we toddlers off the church to hear the preacher say
Do you now take a vow to
honour all the time?
Before I had a chance to stop her,
she begins to pine.
How you got a life, boy?
How you got a life?
Molly
Windley, she smokes like a chimney,
but she's my little nicotine girl.
Now the doctor tells me a daddy I will be,
so when I ask him what's the score,
he says there's only three.
Here I go, cheerio, to see how she do fare I
know what she will say to me as soon as
I get there
Hey you got a life, boy!
Hey you got a life!
Hey you got a life, boy!