Freckled Mary - Live
The first time I saw her she was messed up
All out of breath and runnin' her mouth
Ma says she's one of them criminal girls
All trouble and nothing else
But me I always saw something different
And I tried to get close any time I could
And one day she stopped me in the alleyway and jumped me
And asked me if I would
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the line, I was over
Saw saints in the street
Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure no one died 'til we got old
Sometimes in a car she would tremble
And speak of how hard her young heart aches
"My sister got dusted, my brothers all got busted
Good Lord how much can you take?"
Her face was a frenzy of freckles
Her eyes as dark as they were blue
She pulled me in close in a Custom Continental
And showed me exactly what to do
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the land I was over
Saw saints in the street
And Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure no one died 'til we got old
We all want to be part of something bigger
But now all our friends they're gone
They were taken in from the Rabbit Inn Rebellion
Into the paddy wagon
With Freckled Mary yelling firebomb (Firebomb)
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the land I was over
I saw saints in the street
And Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure that no one died 'til we got old
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the land I was over
Saints in the street
Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure no one died 'til we got old
All out of breath and runnin' her mouth
Ma says she's one of them criminal girls
All trouble and nothing else
But me I always saw something different
And I tried to get close any time I could
And one day she stopped me in the alleyway and jumped me
And asked me if I would
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the line, I was over
Saw saints in the street
Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure no one died 'til we got old
Sometimes in a car she would tremble
And speak of how hard her young heart aches
"My sister got dusted, my brothers all got busted
Good Lord how much can you take?"
Her face was a frenzy of freckles
Her eyes as dark as they were blue
She pulled me in close in a Custom Continental
And showed me exactly what to do
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the land I was over
Saw saints in the street
And Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure no one died 'til we got old
We all want to be part of something bigger
But now all our friends they're gone
They were taken in from the Rabbit Inn Rebellion
Into the paddy wagon
With Freckled Mary yelling firebomb (Firebomb)
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the land I was over
I saw saints in the street
And Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure that no one died 'til we got old
And then right away
I had wings for the day
And I looked on the land I was over
Saints in the street
Freckled Mary on her knees
Making sure no one died 'til we got old
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Stokes Urmston
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