The Dead South – Miss Mary (Guitar)

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Lady killed a man today

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Someone out o' the way

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Didn't know what to do or what to say

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And she ran, oh as fast as she can

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To the nearest garbage

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Where she threw his body in with a plastic bag

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Covered up the rancid smell and decay of her man

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Oh, what a tragic plan

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Miss Mary and her man

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Mary came up on the floor, never seen such blood

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When she heard a man a-thump, she grabbed that six-shooter gun

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There was nothing he could do, nothing he could say

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He was naked with another woman, screwin' around that day

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One! (Hey!) Two! (Hey) Three! (Hey!) Four! (Hey!)

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Was this for real?

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Five! (Hey!) Six! (Hey!) Seven! (Hey!) Eight! (Hey!)

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She woke up on the floor of the jail

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It was just an illusion, toxic thrill

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Kill a man and

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Thing about Miss Mary was she took too many pills

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Voices in her head are calling out

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Miss Mary and her man

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She woke up from a dream, seeing blood about

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Her husband was innocent, she killed him anyhow

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La-la-la la-la-la, la-la-la la-la

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La-la la-la la-la-la, la-la la-la la

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Oh, Miss Mary shootin' about

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Killed her man with illusion and doubt