Two, three, four
Mary's fables
Tells them when she's able
Take you all the way to the moon
Mary's smile warms you for a while
Hope it doesn't end too soon
Mary's sweet voice leaves you with no choice
Her words will hold you fast to the room
Under the azure blue of day
On the grass you will want to stay
Mary's table, welcome when you're able
Fill your soul with food that it needs
Mary's garden, takes you to a place
Where you can lose yourself in good deeds
Mary's brown eyes, no need for a disguise
Drink sweet water deep from the well
Under the azure blue of day
On the grass you will want to stay
Under the azure blue of day
On the grass you will want to stay
Mary ... do do do do do do