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
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
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

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