Little Mary Phagan (Recorded 1925)

Little Mary Phagan She went to town one day She went to the pencil factory To get her little pay She left her home at seven She kissed her mother goodbye Not one time did the poor child Think that she was going to die Then a villain met her With a brutal heart, we know He smiled and said, "Little Mary You'll go home no more" He sneaked along behind her 'Til she reached the metal room He laughed and said, "Little Mary You've met your fatal doom" Newt Lee was the watchman And when he wound the key A-way down in the basement Little Mary he could see He called for the policemen Their names, I do not know They came to the pencil factory And told Newt he must go Her mother took to weeping She weeps and mourns all day She prays to meet her baby In a better world someday Just long past the sitting You bet he did not fail Solicitor Hugh Dorsey He sent the brute to jail Astonished at the question The angel they did say Why he killed poor Mary Upon one holiday Now come all you good people Wherever you may be The poor thing, little Mary Belonged to you or me