Molly

molly - john denver
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 shes waiting all alone
Someday soon I will return to her
Then I made the big time
Bright 11ghts show biz
Im really in the circus
Theres only one thing wrong
I havent saved a peony on my own
For molly, oh my pretty molly
But shes writing everyday
Molly understands so its 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 thnil
Grease paint covers everything
But winters chill
Im reading mollys letter
The ink is fading
And the page is fuming yellow
Long ago I promised molly
Dont you know i
I will close my eyes and go to her