Mary

Tommy was a wealthy man

But Mary thought that she could stand

To wear his ring upon her hand someday

But Tommy fell for Eloise

And Mary fell upon her knees

Mary never looked at love the same

Oh, how the time moves slower than twine

In my fingers, one, two, three

Mary didn't know that the farther you go

It's not quite as it seems

Old John Carver aimed to please

His daughter was young Eloise

A dowry of fine cattle did he bring

But famine came and starved the beasts

And as for Tom and Eloise

They gambled their life savings away

Oh, how the time moves slower than twine

In my fingers, one, two, three

Mary didn't know that the farther you go

It's not quite as it seems

Old John Carver moved away

His cattle gone and turned astray

Mary bought that plot of land one day

With tired hands, she built a home

And Tommy's debt began to grow

Until his life was all he had to pay

Oh, how the time moves slower than twine

In my fingers, one, two, three

Mary didn't know that the farther you go

It's not quite as it seems