CRAZY MARY
(Michael Smith)


David Allan Coe - 1973





Crazy Mary from Londonderry
Lives next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you buried
We would shout, running scared
Along the green and golden path
That took us home away from Crazy Mary

In the lamplight burnin' low
Dimly through enchanted woods
She rocks beside the fire
That was never lit and as we ran on by
Pretending to be frightened
We'd shout and laugh at Crazy Mary

She would never answer us
Smiled through the window softly
Wild eyed and wild haired
But we were sure that in the dark of night
She cursed us soundly, casting spells
And such to run us into donkeys

Crazy Mary from Londonderry
Lives next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you buried
We would shout running scared
Along the green and golden path
That took us home away from Crazy Mary

(Violin Solo)

So it seems that older now
We stand upon this windswept moor
The lonely grave before us
Testifies that Crazy Mary sings and dreams
Her dreams somewhere, but
Not where little kids can follow after

And on the stone these words, "Dear friend
Please write me down as one who loved
The raven haired and laughing lads
That swore that they would marry me
And soon their sons came running by
And here I lie forgotten, Crazy Mary"

Crazy Mary from Londonderry
Lives next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you buried
We would shout running scared
Along the green and golden path
That took us home away from Crazy Mary






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - February 2013)