Amongst Others

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"O Mollie, O Mollie, it's for your sake alone;

That I leave my old parents, my house and my home;

My love for you, it has caused me to roam;

I'm a rabble rouser and Dixie's my home.

Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds;

I know you of old;

You rob my poor pockets;

Of silver and gold;

O Whiskey, you Villian;

You've been my downfall;

You've kicked me, you've cuffed me;

And cause me to brawl.

My foot's in a stirrup, my bridle's in my hand;

I'm leavin' sweet Mollie, the fairest in the land.

Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor;

They say I'm unworthy to enter her door.

They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own;

And them that don't like me can leave me alone.

I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry;

And when I get thirsty, I'll lay down and cry.

It's beefsteak when I'm hungry, and whiskey when I'm dry;

Green backs when I'm hard up;

And hell when I die.

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey;

Rye whiskey I cry;

If I don't get rye whiskey;

I surely will die.

O baby, O baby, I've told you before;

Do make me a pallet, I'll lie on the floor.

I've rambled and trambled this wide world round;

Raisin' hell with the gang, that's where I am bound;

It's with these gunslingers, dear Mollie, I'll roam;

I'm a rabble rouser and Dixie's my home.

If the ocean were whiskey, and I were a duck (quack quack);

I'd dive to the bottom and get one sweet sup;

But the ocean ain't whiskey, and I ain't no duck;

So I'll play Jack o' diamonds and then we'll get drunk.

O baby, O baby, I've told you before;

Do make me a pallet, I'll lie on the floor."

Celina sat around the campfire with the lot of the gang drinking more beer than she knew she should have and enjoying her night, singing clumsily along with the gang. She leaned back on the log, shaking her head and laughing at the song, "I just love it." She was elated not only by the fun of singing the songs with them but being in their presence and knowing they all had a second shot. The beer also probably had a lot to do with such a euphoric mood.

Dutch smiled over at her from where he leaned against one their wagons, a cigar between his fingers as usual, "So do we," he took a drag from the cigar, eying her steadily, "How long do you plan on staying around?"

Forever. She gave a more appropriate response, "Staying around as in?..."

"For tonight." He clarified, "With that heist we have planned in the morning are you going to hole up here or will we collect you from Valentine?"

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