Mary

One, two, three, four

Mary took care to look all around her this winter

In case she should miss the most unlikely of whodunnits

A brass band, it struggles through her favourite song

But Mary smiles all the while

An accordion played by one so young, frozen fingers

Oh, save her from a life in music

And Mary asks why the people ask for her pennies as we pass

And just who are these gods that they are singing of

Are they good or are they bad

And Mary took care to look all around her this winter

In case she should slip and let me down with a tear

We've had so many here

And Mary asks why the people ask for her pennies as we pass

And have you met these gods that they are singing of

Are they good or are they bad

And let me take you home

But I don't want to go home, I want to stay out all night

Under these lights

But you are shivering and your cheeks are so cold

Still, we walk on around one more time

And will you keep your hand close in mine

And we'll watch the trains as they leave

You know I once asked those gods that you're asking of

To bring you safe back home to me

And will you keep your hand close in mine

And we'll watch the trains as we leave

And I must thank those gods that you are asking of

For bringing you safe back home to me