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she lived on a curve in the road in an old tar paper shack
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on the south side of town on the wrong side of the tracks
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sometimes on the way into town we 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
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down a long dirt road past the Parson's place
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their old blue car we used to race
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a little country store, with a sign tacked to the side
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said no L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed
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underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd
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take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around, pass it a
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take a bottle, drink it down, pass it a, pass it a, pass it around
A
one night the thunder cracked, mercy backed outside her windowsill
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dreamed I was flying high, above the trees, over the hills
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looked down into the house of Mary
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somethings gone???, newspaper covered walls
A
and Mary rising up, above it all
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ah...... ah......
Am
next morning on the way into town
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we saw some skid marks and followed them around
Am F Am
over the curb, through the fields, into the house of Mary
G C
that what you fear the most will meet you half way
G C
that what you fear the most will meet you half way
Am G F G
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around, pass it a
Am G F G
take a bottle, drink it down, pass it a, pass it a, pass it around
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Eddie
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