Poor boy’s delight

written by Infamous Stringdusters
 
Would you dance with me, Molly?
   It's a Saturday night
There's a chill in the air
   Do you think that you might?
Wanna dance with me, Molly
   To an old fiddle tune
Played soft like the wind
   Thru Virginia in June
Soft like the wind
   Thru Virginia in June

Would you dance with me, Molly?
   Do you think it'd be wrong
If you let down your hair
   Let 'em play us a song
Come and dance with me, Molly
   You got nothing to lose
But to dance off the soles
   Of your old dancin' shoes
Dance off the soles
   Of your old dancin' shoes

Would you dance with me, Molly?
   Am I doing this right
Well, you’re fine and you’re fair
   You're a poor boy's delight
You're from North Carolina
   oh, you’re from Virginia, I see
The devil would die,
   if you danced one with me
The devil would die,
   if you danced one with me