Terry Lee Hale: The ballad of Molly and Shelly

Here's a little song you might have heard before 'Bout two wandering gals who walked in a door With everything new and everything strange They just got into town, don't know nobody's name I met'em, in a little bar where I was playing my songs Said I remind them of the music back home Wanted me to play all night, make everything right While they tried to drink all the beer in the bar that night Molly says she's homesick for New Orleans and more Swears that she is lonely Wonders what she come here for Says she's going home Well they lived in Louisiana a little too long 'Course it's a natural way to feel after Mardi Gras So what the bell, what the heck They packed up a m and they headed west They drove all night and every single day Adding up the miles to make a getaway But that's okay cause if you gotta go Seattle's 'bout as far as you can get on any road Now Shelly's feeling crazy Thinks she might have been here before Remembers some old heartache And wonders what she's come back for Says she's going home Everyone looked as they walked in the room Electric orange pants and their see-through shirts Well I stared too 'cause I saw it in their eyes They were out to get done twice as fast as wise Counting loose change and dancing' cross the floor Singing all my songs that they never heard before But that's aft right, they were sweet and nice They made a lot of friends at the bar that night Now Molly and Shelly are homesick They don't want to be alone Think they might do something dangerous So they wanted me to take them both home So I took'em to my home So into the night, we drank a lot more Telling tall tales and some I never heard before We laughed and we talked, we talked till we cried Adventure at home had never felt so right But nothing else happened though yes I must admit I have an active imagination and I worked it out a bit But that's all right, I found something nice I made two friends and I made them both for life Molly and Shelly are gone now And this place is not the same But they both taught me about dreaming And what you have to give away I'll learn to give away