Mary Singletary

Lyrics for Mary Singletary

Spent all last week sneaking around Looking over my shoulder and peeking around the corners Sick with worry that God would cut me down With a grand piano falling like a cartoon from the Warners Would you come to a Catholic mass? Will you be my favorite mourner? Mary, Mary Singletary Father says I must confess Say my fifteen Hail Marys Dressed in my Sunday best A funeral on Wednesday I served with Father Sullivan He sat in the sacristy drinking watered down whisky Told me "Before you know it, the curtain's gonna close up They'll be putting you in a box, kid, and carrying you away" Would you come to say farewell? Would you dare to kneel and pray? Mary, Mary Singletary Father says I must confess Say my fifteen Hail Marys Dressed in my Sunday best She says even though she's not perfect, she's loved She is adamant that her faith is enough I read way too far into all of this stuff I keep confessing that I can't contain all this lust Well, here I am in my bed and I can hear the church bells I'm thinking about dying and I'm feeling unwell TNT, dynamite, blow it all sky high, I might Light an ACME match and shed my earthen vessel Will you sing "Make Me a Channel" Before they ship me straight down to Hell? Mary, Mary Singletary Father says I must confess Say my fifteen Hail Marys Dressed in my Sunday best Mary Singletary You make my heart content I say my Hail Marys Thinking of when we'll meet next Singletary Whoa