Run Molly, Run
Chorus:
Run Molly, run (oh, Molly). Run Molly, run. Long John's gonna
beat you, beneath the shinin' sun.
Long John was the youngest horse and Molly was the old.
Molly was an old grey mare and he was a stallion bold, oh,
Lordy, he was a stallion bold.
Long John said to Molly, "You're runnin' your last race
'Cause when I turn my head around I'm gonna see your face, old
gal, I'm gonna see your face."
Molly said to Long John, "Don't take me for a fool.
If you didn't cut your ears and tail, I'd think you were a mule
(Yeah!) I'd think you were a mule."
Long John, he got mad, oh, Lord, and shook his wooly mane.
"Last time that I run, old girl, I beat the Memphis train.
I beat the Memphis train."
(Chorus)
See them waitin' on the track. The man, he hollered,
"Go!"
Long John runnin' fast, Lord, Molly runnin' slow. Molly runnin'
slow.
Long John said to Molly, "Take a last look at the sky.
'Cause baby when I pass you by, my dust's gonna blind your eye,
oh, Lord, my dust's gonna blind your eye."
Run, Molly, run. Look out for the turn, oh, Lordy, Lordy, here
she comes!
Long John beatin' Molly. Wait, what do I see?
Molly passin' Long John. Molly runnin' free, oh, Lordy, Molly
runnin' free.
Run Molly, run (oh Molly). Run Molly, run. Put old Long John out
to stud and let old Molly run!
Corre Molly, corre
Coro:
Corre Molly, corre (oh, Molly). Corre Molly, corre. Long John te va a vencer, bajo el sol brillante.
Long John era el caballo más joven y Molly era la vieja. Molly era una yegua vieja y él era un semental valiente, oh, Señor, él era un semental valiente.
Long John le dijo a Molly, 'Estás corriendo tu última carrera porque cuando gire la cabeza, voy a ver tu rostro, vieja, voy a ver tu rostro.'
Molly le dijo a Long John, 'No me tomes por tonta. Si no te hubieras cortado las orejas y la cola, pensaría que eras un mulo (¡Sí!), pensaría que eras un mulo.'
Long John se enojó, oh, Señor, y sacudió su melena lanuda. 'La última vez que corrí, vieja, le gané al tren de Memphis. Le gané al tren de Memphis.'
(Coro)
Los veo esperando en la pista. El hombre gritó, '¡Vamos!' Long John corriendo rápido, Señor, Molly corriendo lento. Molly corriendo lento.
Long John le dijo a Molly, 'Echa un último vistazo al cielo. Porque nena, cuando te pase, mi polvo va a cegar tus ojos, oh, Señor, mi polvo va a cegar tus ojos.'
Corre, Molly, corre. Cuidado con la curva, oh, Señor, aquí viene ella.
Long John venciendo a Molly. Espera, ¿qué veo? Molly pasando a Long John. Molly corriendo libre, oh, Señor, Molly corriendo libre.
Corre Molly, corre (oh, Molly). Corre Molly, corre. Deja a Long John en el establo y deja que Molly corra libremente.