Song For Molly
Lucy Kaplansky
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INTRO: G C G CG Molly's sitting on her bedC It's Sunday afternoonAm Radio's playing outsideC TV bleeds from the next roomG Antiseptic in the airC Nurses laughing down the hallAm Crooked feet in crooked shoesC Her wooden cane against the wallG It's Sunday, but her Sunday clothesC Are packed away somewhereAm She doesn't need them anymoreC G Nothing to look her best forC G I'm thirteen, I'm with my motherC She doesn't know my nameAm I remind her I'm LucyC But she looks at me the sameG Like I'm a stranger she should rememberC From a place she can't returnContinues after the adAm We've only just walked inC She says we've stayed too longAm Too proud to be rememberedC G C As a mother without a homeEmD Em Oh oh, it's time to goD C Oh oh, it's time to go It's a dirty trickG C This growing oldG We walk the halls anywayC My mother holds her armAm She's pleading with us to leaveC So we walk her to her roomG And we drive through the old neighbourhoodC The grand homes of the South SideAm So many are abandoned nowC So many lifetimes locked insideG And at the dinner tableC It's my parents and meAm I sneak looks at the two of themC To see what they need from meG And later she calls me overC Where she sits aloneAm She's polishing a silver ringC I've never seen beforeG She says this was Molly'sC It was her mother's ringAm C I'm keeping it for youG C Em As she kept it for meD Em Oh oh, it's time to goD C Oh oh, it's time to go It's a dirty trickG C This growing oldG I'm told Molly was so proudC To have another baby girlAm Her only granddaughterC But I don't rememberAm G C G This is what I rememberAm G C G This is what I remember