Mary sits high on a stool Combing out her hair While all her boys Roll bodies to the barn A message says Up on the wall Don't come around here no more
And Mary smiles And turns away Rides again Another day
Down the highway The sirens speak John Law will get no peace And high above The hangmans noose Will get no relief And all the people At the gate Shall be released
Mary smiles And turns away Rides again Another day
