I'm Not Myself at All!

O I'm not myself at all, Molly dear, Molly dear,
I'm not myself at all !
Nothin' carin', nothin' knowing, 'tis after you I'm goin',
Faith, your shadow 'tis I'm growin', Molly dear,
And I'm not myself at all !
Th' other day I went confessing and I asked the father's blessin',
" But," says I, " don't give me one entirely,
For I fretted so last year but the half of me is here,
So give the other half to Molly Brierley."
O I'm not myself at all !

O I'm not myself at all, Molly dear, Molly dear,
My appetite's so small.
I once could pick a goose, but my buttons is no use,
Faith my tightest coat is loose, Molly dear,
And I'm not myself at all !
If thus it is I waste, you'd better, dear, make haste,
Before your lover's gone away entirely ;
If you don't soon change your mind, not a bit of me you'll find—
And what 'ud you think o' that, Molly Brierley ?
O I'm not myself at all !

O my shadow on the wall, Molly dear, Molly dear,
Isn't like myself at all.
For I've got so very thin, myself says 'tisn't him,
But that purty girl so slim, Molly dear,
And I'm not myself at all !
If thus I smaller grow, all fretting, dear, for you,
'Tis you should make me up the deficiency ;
So just let Father Taaffe make you my better-half,
And you will not the worse of the addition be —
O I'm not myself at all !

I'll be not myself at all, Molly dear, Molly dear,
Till you my own I call !
Since a change o'er me there came, sure you might change your name —
And 'twould just come to the same, Molly dear,
'T would just come to the same :
For if you and I were one, all confusion would be gone,
And 'twould simplify the matter entirely ;
And 'twould save us so much bother when we'd both be one another —
So listen now to reason, Molly Brierley.
O I'm not myself at all !