Look at the lady with the crazy stare in her eyes looks way past 50 though she's barely 35 sleeps most days in the city park every night down at Casey's bar and if she talks at all you hear her say "I was a lovely girl in my younger days" She was the prettiest girl this town had ever seen but she dressed too gaudy for the likes of the people here out every night living life to the full a string of men at her beck and call but smalltown people got smalltown ways and soon she was stuck with a brandnew name Hey Virgin Mary Lover of lovers How many others Your bed is never empty it must bring you plenty Oh that fateful night there was thunder in the air the women were angry and the men felt like a share a lynch mob frenzy came over the town grabbed hold of Mary, threw her down to the ground the first man there that had Mary laid staggered back with shock on his face Hey Virgin Mary Be true to your name we've put you to shame you're not what we thought the victim of talk! Hey Virgin Mary rumour was your ruin evil talk was your undoing heavy on the conscience jealous talk and nonsense you were really like your name and we put you to shame you're not really what we thought jealous talk and nonsenseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
