| I was driving down the highway, on a dark and stormy night
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| A little girl by the roadside showed up in my head lights
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| I stopped and she got in the car and in a shaky tone
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| She said my name is Mary, please won’t you take me home
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| She must have been so frightened, all alone there in the night
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| Something was so awfully wrong, her face was deathly white
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| She sat there in the back seat, the back seat all alone
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| I never will forget the night, I took Mary home
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| I pulled into the driveway, where she told me to go
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| Got out to help her from the car, opened up the door
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| I just could not believe my eyes, the back seat was bare
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| I looked all around the car, but Mary wasn’t there
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| A light shone from the porch, someone opened up the door
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| I asked about the little girl was looking for
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| Then the lady gently smiled, brushed the tears away
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| She said it sure was nice of you to go out of your way
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| But thirteen years ago today, in a wreck just down the road
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| Our darling Mary lost her life, how we miss her so
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| Thank you for your trouble and the kindness you have shown |
| You’re the 13th one that’s been here bringing Mary home |