And at the dinner table
It's my parents and meI sneak looks at the two of themTo see what they need from me
And later she calls me overWhere she sits aloneShe's polishing a silver ringI've never seen before
She says this was Molly'sIt was her mother's ringI'm keeping it for youAs she kept it for me
Oh, it's time to goOh, it's time to goIt's a dirty trick this growing old
Song for Molly- Lucy Kaplansky
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