Molly's Table from Usual Alias by Lee Desty

Molly’s Table

Conversation flows all night, helped by a little wine
South of the Metro , at Molly’s table
They come from miles around , drawn by word of mouth,
Just to be at Molly’s table
Bon appetit , they all agree , you can lose yourself , feel so free
Chorus
At Molly’s table , we laugh and we sing
At Molly’s table , whatever life brings
They say it’s so cool , they say it’s eating the pie
There’s no hesitation , no need to ask why ,
Oh when I say , I like to play
At Molly’s table

Well time flies and I’m always reluctant to leave
But all good things have to end.
A taxi takes me towards lights across the town, far away from Molly’s Table
I’ll return again , don’t quite know when
But I know I want to be there
It’s a little treasure , so much pleasure
Fill all my senses beyond measure

Chorus
At Molly’s table , we laugh and we sing
At Molly’s table , whatever life brings
They say it’s so cool , they say it’s eating the pie
There’s no hesitation , no need to ask why,
Oh when I say , I like to play
At Molly’s table , at Molly’s table

• Folk
• Pop
• Southampton