Crazy Mary-Pearl Jam

[00:01.00]She lived on a curve in the road, in an old, tar-paper shack [00:08.00]On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks [00:16.00]Sometimes on the way into town we'd say: [00:18.00]'Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?' [00:22.00]Sometimes we did, but her hands flew from her side [00:29.00]Wild eyed, crazy Mary [00:51.00]Down a long dirt road, past the Parson's place [00:58.00]That old blue car we used to race [01:05.00]Little country store with a sign tacked to the side [01:10.00]Said 'No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G Allowed' [01:19.00]Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd [01:25.00]Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around [01:32.00]Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around [01:39.00]Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around [01:50.00]One night thunder cracked, mercy backed outside her windowsill [01:57.00]Dreamed I was flying high above the trees, over the hills [02:03.00]Looked down into the house of Mary [02:11.00]Terrible thoughts, newspaper-covered walls, and Mary rising up above it all [03:03.00]Next morning on the way into town [03:06.00]Saw some skid marks and followed them around [03:10.00]Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary [03:19.00]That what you fear the most, could meet you halfway [03:26.00]That what you fear the most, could meet you halfway [03:34.00]Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around [03:41.00]Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around [03:47.00]Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around