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she lived on a curve in the road in an old tar paper shack
Lam Fa
on the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks
Do Sol
sometimes on the way into town we'd say
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mama can we stop and give her a ride
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sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side
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wild eyed...crazy...Mary
Lam Fa
down a long dirt road past the Parson's place
Lam Fa
their old blue car we used to race
Do Sol Fa
a little country store, with a sign tacked to the side
Lam Fa
said no L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed
Lam Fa
underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd
Lam Sol Fa Sol
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around, pass it a
Lam Sol Fa Sol
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it a, pass it a, pass it around
La
one night the thunder cracked, mercy backed outside her windowsill
Re
dreamed I was flying high, above the trees, over the hills
La
looked down into the house of Mary
Mi Re
bare bulb on, newspaper covered walls
La
and Mary rising up, above it all
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ah...... ah......
Lam
next morning on the way into town
Fa
we saw some skid marks and followed them around
Lam Fa Lam
over the curb, through the fields, into the house of Mary
Sol Fa
that what you fear the most will meet you half way
Sol Fa
that what you fear the most will meet you half way
Lam Sol Fa Sol
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around, pass it a
Lam Sol Fa Sol
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it a, pass it a, pass it around
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Eddie
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