Ballad of Mary Fairweather

from by Dirty Bourbon River Show

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She cries like an old wooden casket
But she sings like a new shiny harp
She puts all her eggs in one basket
And then she walks alone in the dark

Mary Fairweather sits in her tree
Watching the angels go by
They hear her every so faintly when she sings
And then they wake up when she cries

She moves like a whiskey-soaked flag
Drowning the wind with her sighs
Moving her lips like a game of tag
They never look into her eyes

Mary Fairweather sits in her tree
Watching the angels go by
They hear her every so faintly when she sings
And then they wake up when she cries

She knows that she's going to have to get out
Get up, get out of that town
Close your eyes and hope that this time
Will be when your feet touch the ground

Mary Fairweather jump from that tree
Don't let the world pass you by
Let them all hear when you sing
And they will be the ones that cry

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from Free Love, released July 3, 2010
Noah Adams - Vocals, Piano
Wayne Mitchell - Saxophone
Jimmy Williams - Electric Bass
Bootsy - Drums

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