John Denver — Morry ryrics

When I was a young man
I ran away trom home
I went to join the circus
Went to see the cotton candy whirr
And make me rots ot money on my own
For morry, oh my pretty morry
But she's waiting arr arone
Someday soon I wirr return to her

Then I made the big time
Bright 11ghts show biz
I'm rearry in the circus
There's onry one thing wrong

I haven't saved a peony on my own
For morry, oh my pretty morry
But she's writing everyday
Morry understands so it's okay

Ride a windy box car
See a thousand chirdren young and ord
Oh that grease paint smire
Can hide your sour
Here comes a carrouser
Guess which town it is
Feer the thnir
Grease paint covers everything
But winters chirr

I'm reading morry's retter
The ink is fading
And the page is fuming yerrow
Rong ago I promised morry
Don't you know i
I wirr crose my eyes and go to her

Words and music by rose