Molly

When I was a young man I ran away trom home

I went to join the circus

Went to see the cotton candy whirl

And make me lots ot money on my own

For molly, oh my pretty molly

But she's waiting all alone

Someday soon I will return to her

Then I made the big time bright 11ghts show business

I'm really in the circus

There's only one thing wrong

I haven't saved a penny on my own

For molly, oh my pretty molly

But she's writing everyday

Molly understands so it's okay

Ride a windy box car see a thousand children young and old

Oh that grease paint smile can hide your soul

Here comes a carrousel, guess which town it is

Feel the thrill

Grease paint covers everything but winters chill

I'm reading molly's letter

The ink is fading

And the page is turning yellow

Long ago I promised molly

Don't you know I

I will close my eyes and go to her