Molly and the Old Man
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โฑ๏ธ 3:49 duration
๐ ID: 9363842
๐ Lyrics
Cabin in the hollow
Tea kettle on the cook stove
And pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
Molly and the old man
First and only daughter
And when God called her
Mom was twenty-seven
But two can make a good band
How her blue eyes sparkled as his boot-heel marked the time
Fiddle tunes on the banjo
Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
If you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
Southern town, fifteen years old
Football was the main show
But us pickers used to gather
In a cabin in the hollow
His better days behind him
He sat sippin' on the Old Crow
While his darlin' Molly
Played the hell out of the banjo
Same town, a whole new world
Now it's me and her and a blue-eyed girl
And life is like the old songs
It never drops the tempo
Now his cabin's fallen
But the memory's a mansion
And you can't get back a loved one
But you can get the spirit dancin'
Now her blue eyes sparkle as the baby claps in time
Fiddle tunes on the banjo
Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
And if you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
Well, I'm rosinin' up the bow
And it's Molly on the banjo
And we're pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
Molly and this old man
It sounds just like back then
Molly and the old man
Cluck old hen, cluck and sing
Ain't laid an egg since way last Spring
Cluck old hen, cluck and squall
He ain't laid an egg since way last Fall
Tea kettle on the cook stove
And pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
Molly and the old man
First and only daughter
And when God called her
Mom was twenty-seven
But two can make a good band
How her blue eyes sparkled as his boot-heel marked the time
Fiddle tunes on the banjo
Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
If you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
Southern town, fifteen years old
Football was the main show
But us pickers used to gather
In a cabin in the hollow
His better days behind him
He sat sippin' on the Old Crow
While his darlin' Molly
Played the hell out of the banjo
Same town, a whole new world
Now it's me and her and a blue-eyed girl
And life is like the old songs
It never drops the tempo
Now his cabin's fallen
But the memory's a mansion
And you can't get back a loved one
But you can get the spirit dancin'
Now her blue eyes sparkle as the baby claps in time
Fiddle tunes on the banjo
Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
And if you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
Well, I'm rosinin' up the bow
And it's Molly on the banjo
And we're pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
Molly and this old man
It sounds just like back then
Molly and the old man
Cluck old hen, cluck and sing
Ain't laid an egg since way last Spring
Cluck old hen, cluck and squall
He ain't laid an egg since way last Fall
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.46] Cabin in the hollow
[00:15.65] Tea kettle on the cook stove
[00:18.45] And pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
[00:21.54] Molly and the old man
[00:24.94] First and only daughter
[00:27.59] And when God called her
[00:30.95] Mom was twenty-seven
[00:33.81] But two can make a good band
[00:37.78] How her blue eyes sparkled as his boot-heel marked the time
[00:42.93] Fiddle tunes on the banjo
[00:45.63] Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
[00:49.64] If you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
[01:00.76] Southern town, fifteen years old
[01:03.28] Football was the main show
[01:06.70] But us pickers used to gather
[01:09.78] In a cabin in the hollow
[01:13.03] His better days behind him
[01:15.83] He sat sippin' on the Old Crow
[01:19.28] While his darlin' Molly
[01:22.69] Played the hell out of the banjo
[01:24.69]
[01:48.90] Same town, a whole new world
[01:52.51] Now it's me and her and a blue-eyed girl
[01:55.77] And life is like the old songs
[01:58.33] It never drops the tempo
[02:01.77] Now his cabin's fallen
[02:04.52] But the memory's a mansion
[02:07.75] And you can't get back a loved one
[02:10.45] But you can get the spirit dancin'
[02:13.98] Now her blue eyes sparkle as the baby claps in time
[02:19.87] Fiddle tunes on the banjo
[02:22.76] Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
[02:25.98] And if you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
[02:33.47] Well, I'm rosinin' up the bow
[02:36.73] And it's Molly on the banjo
[02:39.61] And we're pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
[02:43.26] Molly and this old man
[02:47.04] It sounds just like back then
[02:49.38] Molly and the old man
[02:52.61]
[03:04.25] Cluck old hen, cluck and sing
[03:07.40] Ain't laid an egg since way last Spring
[03:10.03] Cluck old hen, cluck and squall
[03:12.98] He ain't laid an egg since way last Fall
[03:21.74]
[00:15.65] Tea kettle on the cook stove
[00:18.45] And pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
[00:21.54] Molly and the old man
[00:24.94] First and only daughter
[00:27.59] And when God called her
[00:30.95] Mom was twenty-seven
[00:33.81] But two can make a good band
[00:37.78] How her blue eyes sparkled as his boot-heel marked the time
[00:42.93] Fiddle tunes on the banjo
[00:45.63] Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
[00:49.64] If you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
[01:00.76] Southern town, fifteen years old
[01:03.28] Football was the main show
[01:06.70] But us pickers used to gather
[01:09.78] In a cabin in the hollow
[01:13.03] His better days behind him
[01:15.83] He sat sippin' on the Old Crow
[01:19.28] While his darlin' Molly
[01:22.69] Played the hell out of the banjo
[01:24.69]
[01:48.90] Same town, a whole new world
[01:52.51] Now it's me and her and a blue-eyed girl
[01:55.77] And life is like the old songs
[01:58.33] It never drops the tempo
[02:01.77] Now his cabin's fallen
[02:04.52] But the memory's a mansion
[02:07.75] And you can't get back a loved one
[02:10.45] But you can get the spirit dancin'
[02:13.98] Now her blue eyes sparkle as the baby claps in time
[02:19.87] Fiddle tunes on the banjo
[02:22.76] Tell me, what else sounds so fine?
[02:25.98] And if you gotta go, just make sure you leave a song behind
[02:33.47] Well, I'm rosinin' up the bow
[02:36.73] And it's Molly on the banjo
[02:39.61] And we're pickin' on the "Cluck Old Hen"
[02:43.26] Molly and this old man
[02:47.04] It sounds just like back then
[02:49.38] Molly and the old man
[02:52.61]
[03:04.25] Cluck old hen, cluck and sing
[03:07.40] Ain't laid an egg since way last Spring
[03:10.03] Cluck old hen, cluck and squall
[03:12.98] He ain't laid an egg since way last Fall
[03:21.74]