She lived on a curve in the road
in an old tar paper shack
on the south side of the town
on the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way in to town
we say, "Mama, can we stop and give her a ride"
sometimes we did
but she shocked her and hold hands flew from her side
Wild eye, Crazy Mary
Well, down a long dirt road
past the parson's place
your old blue car
we used to race
The little country store
with a sign tagged to the side
Said, "No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G, A, allowed"
Underneath that sign ... congregated
quite A crowd
Take a bottle, drink it down
pass it, hey, pass it all around
Take a bottle, drink it down
pass it, pass it all around
Take a bottle, drink it down
pass it all around, pass it A, pass it A, around
One night thunder cracked
Mercy backed outside my windowsill
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills
looked down into the house of Mary
Terrible ponderer
newspaper covered walls
and Mary rising up above it all
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh
Next morning on the way into town
we saw some skid marks and followed them around
over the curb
through the fields into the house of Mary
That what you fear the most
could meet you half way
that what you fear the most
could meet you half way, yeah
Take a bottle, drink it down
pass it A, around
take a bottle, drink it down
pass it A, around
Take a bottle, drink it, drink it down
pass it A, around, pass it A, pass it A, around
Around, 'round
pass it all around, drink it down
(Take a bottle, drink it down)
(pass it all around, pass it all around) pass it all around
(take a bottle, drink it down) around
(pass it all around, pass it all around) around
(Take a bottle, drink it down) around-around-around ...
(pass it all around) around