Look at the lady with the crazy stare in her eyes

looks way past 50 though she's barely 35

sleeps most days in the city park

every night down at Casey's bar

and if she talks at all you hear her say

"I was a lovely girl in my younger days"



She was the prettiest girl this town had ever seen

but she dressed too gaudy for the likes of the people here

out every night living life to the full

a string of men at her beck and call

but smalltown people got smalltown ways

and soon she was stuck with a brandnew name



Hey Virgin Mary

Lover of lovers

How many others

Your bed is never empty

it must bring you plenty



Oh that fateful night there was thunder in the air

the women were angry and the men felt like a share

a lynch mob frenzy came over the town

grabbed hold of Mary, threw her down to the ground

the first man there that had Mary laid

staggered back with shock on his face



Hey Virgin Mary

Be true to your name

we've put you to shame

you're not what we thought

the victim of talk!



Hey Virgin Mary

rumour was your ruin

evil talk was your undoing

heavy on the conscience

jealous talk and nonsense

you were really like your name

and we put you to shame

you're not really what we thought

jealous talk and nonsense