I Cross my fingers and I hope to god, I knock on wood and pray with all got
I Cross my bow with a cannonball, I see the writings on the wall
There's no map and there's no clue of where to go and what to do and who to dog and who to ride and who to hold forever by your side
Forever by your side...

Mary won't you call my name

Well I fell into the hands of a rich men's daughter she led me like a lamb no bother to go and live inside a barn on her daddy's ninety acre farm
Hide your daughters in the snow and watch out for the undertow
Pull both hands against the door and dig your feet into the floor I tell you
There's no map and there's no clue of where to go and what to do and who to dog and who to ride and who to hold forever by your side
Forever by your side...

Mary won't you call my name

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