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 biz
I'm really in the circus

There's only one thing wrong

I haven't saved a peony 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 thnil
Grease paint covers everything

But winters chill

I'm reading molly's letter

The ink is fading
And the page is fuming yellow
Long ago I promised molly

Don't you know i
I will close my eyes and go to her


Words and music by rose