Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mary, artist -Date of issue: 09.05.2016
Song language: English
Mary |
| Three little sister, barnyard blisters |
| Cornhusk dolls and pinesap feet |
| Grooms of barley, blushing when they ought be |
| Milking cow and threshing wheat |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is our Mary? |
| Run, run away |
| Took to the Cumberland road past May |
| Mary, Mary, come home, come home |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is the parson? |
| Come out and pray |
| Dark is the road where the devils play |
| Mary, Mary, come home |
| Daddy told the dresses, «Comb your tresses |
| Cousin Clayton we’re to see |
| Bought himself a man and miles of cotton |
| Wants for Mary’s chastity» |
| Mary shook her ribbons, none the ready |
| Kicked the cart and tipped the bale |
| Tugged the bull dog high up to the hayloft |
| Father doused her with a pail |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is our Mary? |
| Run, run away |
| Took to the Cumberland road past May |
| Mary, Mary, come home, come home |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is the parson? |
| Come out and pray |
| Dark is the road where the devils play |
| Mary, Mary, come home |
| Twice barked the dog, twice, twice wept the sisters |
| Father dragged at Mary’s legs |
| Mary dripped and kicked 'til father slipped |
| Came crashing down the ladder pegs |
| Sweet little children, screaming crimson |
| Flocked to father on the floor |
| Mary cried, but when he didn’t answer |
| Red feet, red paws to the door |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is our Mary? |
| Run, run away |
| Took to the Cumberland road past May |
| Mary, Mary, come home, come home |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is the parson? |
| Come out and pray |
| Dark is the road where the devils play |
| Mary, Mary, come home |
| Summer went missing, cold winds hissing |
| Leaking roofs and icy groans |
| Father shrivelled, sunk into a hay sack |
| Sisters thinning by his bones |
| Somewhere where the road forks left and coils |
| There’s a girl of twelve with dog |
| Clayton gone and wed himself another |
| Mary fading in the fog |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is our Mary? |
| Run, run away |
| Took to the Cumberland road past May |
| Mary, Mary, come home, come home |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is the parson? |
| Come out and pray |
| Dark is the road where the devils play |
| Mary, Mary, come |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is our Mary? |
| Run, run away |
| Took to the Cumberland road past May |
| Mary, Mary, come home, come home |
| Way-hey! |
| Fiddle-aye-ay! |
| Where is the parson? |
| Come out and pray |
| Dark is the road where the devils play |
| Mary, Mary, come home |