Lyrics The Dead Weather – Old Mary
Text:
Old Mary full of grease
Your heart stops within you
Scary are the fruits of your tomb
And harsh are the terms of your sentence.
Old Mary Sister of mine
Mother to the world
Carry this burden now
Until the moment of your last breath.
Now till the moment of your last breath.
I lost my place.
Album
The Dead Weather – The Dead Weather - Sea Of Cowards
The Dead Weather – Old Mary
The Dead Weather – Jawbreaker
The Dead Weather – Looking At The Invisible Man
The Dead Weather – No Horse
The Dead Weather – Gasoline
The Dead Weather – I Can’t Hear You
The Dead Weather – Die By The Drop
The Dead Weather – I’m Mad
The Dead Weather – The Difference Between Us
The Dead Weather – Hustle And Cuss
The Dead Weather – Blue Blood Blues