Mary sits high on a stool
Combing out her hair
While all her boys 
Roll bodies to the barn
A message says
Up on the wall
Don't come around here no more

And Mary smiles
And turns away
Rides again
Another day

Down the highway
The sirens speak
John Law will get no peace
And high above
The hangmans noose 
Will get no relief
And all the people 
At the gate 
Shall be released

Mary smiles 
And turns away
Rides again
Another day