Lyric Of The Day: “Crazy Mary”
She lived on a curve in the road, in an old tar-paper shack
On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way into town we’d say:
“Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?”
Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side
Wild eyed, crazy Mary
Down a long dirt road, past the Parson’s place
The old blue car we used to race
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side
Said “No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed”
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
- Written by Victoria Williams. Appears on the albums Loose and Sweet Relief: A Benefit For Victoria Williams.
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I think these lyrics, at best, are metiocre; they’re a bit random probably from an unfocused mind. Good luck at calling the hits…
So they were all heading to the corner store to drink… so what. What’s the big statement here? Is it: there isn’t anything better to do in a small town than drink? Again, who cares; what I do care about are solutions to problems that don’t recomend alcohol addiction.
That’s the way I feel about your call on “lyrics of the week”.
So I spelled recommend wrong… so what.