St mary

She's got her ticket & she's waitin' at the station She's got to get away as far as she can Her problems will arise as sure as the sun does shine She's got to get used to living on the lam Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law that shot down her dear departed man When I last saw her she was lookin' troubled She said this is the 90's I'm gonna be alright She took the Greyhound into Salinas I got a letter then she dropped out of sight Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law that shot down her dear departed man Shrouded in anger Encompassed by pain He was your best friend & you'll never see him again Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law that shot down her dear departed man