St. Mary

She's got her ticket and she's waiting at the station She's got to get away, 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 life living on the lam Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shooting down the law that shot down her dear departed man When I last saw her she was lookin' troubled She said this is the night, I'm gonna be alright She took the Greyhound in to Salinas I got a letter then that she dropped out of sight Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shooting down the law that shot down her dear departed man Shrouded in anger Encompassed by pain He was your best friend And you'll never ever ever see him again Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shooting down the law that shot down her dear departed man