American Murder Song

Mary
Three little sisters, barnyard blistersCornhusk dolls and pinesap feetGrooms of barley,blushing when they ought beMilking cow and threshing wheatWay-hey! Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is our Mary?Run, run awayTook to the Cumberland Road past MayMary, Mary, come home, come homeWay- hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is the parson?Come out and prayDark is the road where the devils playMary, Mary, come homeDaddy told the dresses "Comb your tresses.Cousin Clayton we're to see.Bought himself a man and miles of cottonWants for Mary's chastity."Mary shook her ribbons, none the readyLetras de cancionesKicked the cart and tipped the baleTugged the bulldog high up to the hayloftFather doused her with a pailWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is our Mary?Run, run awayTook to the Cumberland Road past MayMary, Mary, come home, come homeWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is the parson?Come out and prayDark is the road where the devils playMary, Mary, come homeTwice barked the dogTwice, twice wept sistersFather dragged at Mary's legsMary dripped and kicked'Til father slippedCame crashing down the ladder pegsSweet little children, screaming crimsonFlocked to Father on the floorMary cried, but when he didn't answerRed feet, red paws to the doorWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is our Mary?Run, run awayTook to the Cumberland Road past MayMary, Mary, come home, come homeWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is the parson?Come out and prayDark is the road where the devils playMary, Mary, come homeSummer went missing,Cold winds hissingLeaking roofs and icy groansFather shriveled,Sunk into a hay sackSisters thinning by his bonesSomewhere where the road forks left and coilsThere's a girl of twelve with dogClayton gone and wed himself anotherMary fading in the fogWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is our Mary?Run, run awayTook to the Cumberland Road past MayMary, Mary, come home, come homeWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is the parson?Come out and prayDark is the road where the devils playMary, Mary, comeWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is our Mary?Run, run awayTook the to the Cumberland Road past MayMary, Mary, come home, come homeWay-hey!Fiddle-aye-ay!Where is the parson?Come out and prayDark is the road where the devils playMary, Mary, come home From Letras Mania