Lyrics David Allan Coe – Maria Is A Mystery

Maria has a music box she winds up most every day
Once a week is all it takes to make the music play
Melody is just some childhood lullaby her mother
Used to sing to her.

She tells me about Jesus and all his gallant men
I tell her about fantasy
Maria she’s this lady on the way down to the river
Maria, she’s a mystery

Yea passing by this morning I drew a picture in my head
Our bodies in some candlelight that glowed upon our skin
Maybe if I touched her she would disappear
Like angels in a dream.