Goodbye Mary

Goodbye, Mary, I must go
Where I'm bound, I don't know
Here's a ticket and my mother's golden ring

Golden ring, ring
Here's a ticket and my mother's golden ring

Oh, Thomas, you're a liar
You betray me with desire
You promised to build a rocker soon

Rocker soon, soon
You promised to build a cradle soon

Worried Mary rest your head
Take the train like I said
Change in Scottsville for the old Red River Line

River line, line
Change in Scottsville for the old Red River Line

Damn you, Thomas and the rest
It's more than distress
The doctor says the baby is too far long

Too far long, long
The doctor says the baby's too far long

Weary Mary don't despair
If you should stumble on the stairs
Ride careless down the rocky road

Rocky road, road
Ride careless down the rocky road

I've tried all but in vain
Wicked Thomas curse your name
But in the old toolshed there is a wire

There is a wire, wire
In the old toolshed there is a wire

Dearest Mary, now I write
I've heard of your plight
I pray every day upon your soul

For your soul, oh
I'll pray every day upon your soul

Dearest Thomas from my cell
I'm calm downed, but please will you put pretty flowers on her grave?

On her grave, grave
Put pretty flowers on her grave

Will you put pretty flowers on her grave?