The Kindness of Strangers (2011 - Remaster)

They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed

With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head

O poor Mary Bellows

She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor

She left her home in Arkansas

O poor Mary Bellows

She wanted to see the deep blue sea

She traveled across Tennessee

O poor Mary Bellows

She met a man along the way

He introduced himself as Richard Slade

O poor Mary Bellows

Poor Mary thought that she might die

When she saw the ocean for the first time

O poor Mary Bellows

She checked into a cheap little place

Richard Slade carried in her old suitcase

O Mary Bellows

"I'm a good girl, sir," she said to him

"I couldn't possibly permit you in"

O poor Mary Bellows

Slade tipped his hat and winked his eye

And turned away without goodbye

O poor Mary Bellows

She sat on her bed and thought of home

With the sea breeze whistling all alone

O poor Mary Bellows

In hope and loneliness she crossed the floor

And undid the latch on her front door

O poor Mary Bellows

They found her the next day cuffed to the bed

A rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head

O poor Mary Bellows

So mothers keep your girls at home

Don't let them journey all alone

Tell them this world is full of danger

To shun the company of strangers

O poor Mary Bellows

O poor Mary Bellow