Where are you now

that my sweet Mary done died

Alone, alone, alone

Somewhere you say

where my sweet Mary

Held her grave

in her arms

like an infant odyssey



Well you can

hush my little darlin' 

don't you cry…

Hush beneath the dreams

we did roam

cause I do believe 

it will be

just like the color when

the purple sings

When I will know 

for sure….



She was held to the blade

laid down my sweet Mary dear

She laid down upon

the cold winter's floor

and I remember what she said

when she saw the snow turn

to red

She said lord let me be the lord

Let me be the lord



Well you can

hush my little darlin'

don't you cry

Hush beneath the dreams

we did roam



Cause I do believe it will be

just like the color when 

the purple sings

when yes this angel

will cover us….  

(c) 2002 Island Def Jam Music Group