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?