Crazy Mary - David Allan Coe

Crazy Mary from Londonderry 
Lives next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you buried 
We would shout running scared
Along the green and golden paths 
That took us home away from Crazy Mary

In the lamplight burning low 
Dimly through enchanted woods
She rocks beside the fire 
That was never lit and as we ran on by
Pretending to be frightened 
We'd shout and laugh at Crazy Mary

She would never answer us 
Smiled through the window softly
Wild eyed and wild haired but we were sure 
That in the dark of night
She cursed us soundly casting spells 
And such to run us into donkeys
Crazy Mary from Londonderry...

So it seems that older now 
We stand upon this wind swept moor
The lonely grave before us testifies 
That Crazy Mary sings and dreams
Her dreams somewhere but not 
Where little kids can follow after

And on the stone these words dear friend 
Please write me down as one who loved
The raven haired and laughing lads 
That swore that they would marry me
And soon their sons came running by 
And here I lie forgotten Crazy Mary
Crazy Mary from Londonderry...