Bringing Mary Home

Well, I was drivin' down a lonesome road on a dark and stormy night
When a little girl by the roadside showed up in my headlights
Well, I stopped, and she got in the back, and in a shaky tone
Well, she said, My name is Mary, please, won't you take me home?

Well, she must have been so frightened, all alone there in the night
There was somethin' strange about her, for her face was deathly white
Well, she sat so palе and quiet, in the backseat all alonе
Well, I never will forget that night that I took Mary home

Well, I pulled into the driveway where she told me to go
Well, I got out to help her from the car, well, I opened wide the door
Well, I could not believe my eyes, for the backseat, it was bare
Well, I looked all around the car, but Mary wasn't there

And a light showed from the porch, someone opened wide the door
And I asked about the little girl that I was lookin' for
Well, then the lady gently smiled, she brushed a tear away
Well, she said, It sure was nice of you to go out of your way

Well, thirteen years ago tonight, in a wreck just down the road
Well, our darlin' Mary lost her life, and we still miss her so
And I thank you for your trouble, and for the kindness you have shown
Well, uou're the thirteenth one who's been here bringin' Mary home