Mary from Americana Comics by John John Brown

On a plaid couch in a pink house sits Mary
Hairy arms and a mole on her cheek
Beneath all that weight she carries
Is a little girl still dancing in the creek

That red bike in the barn
Her Grandma left her when she died
Swears one day she’ll go give it a ride
Mama’s always got some new man
Yeah It’s hard sometimes just to feel

Free
Free
Hmmm hmm hmm hmm mmm

When the whole house still reeks of him
The wall papered walls that dead deer
And it’s one more page
Mary’s writing down
How to let a devil disappear?

Now Mama’s got a new man
With the same look in his eyes
Whiskey in the kitchen
Mary’ll kill em if he tries this time
Yeah all Mary’s got is that story she’s been writing
The final chapter that she titled
Free
Free
Hmmm hmmm hmm hmmm hmmm

Was it way the her story ended
With the little girl riding away?
Was it the sun shining on that barn door
That sent her peddling that day?

Was it the scars that he left her?
Each one she turned into a page
Past that prison sign somewhere
in North Caroline
Mary’s riding down that hill
With 200 pages about breaking out a cages
Bout finding some goodwill
Bout being free

Free
Mary your free
Free
Mary your free
Hmm hmm hmm hmmm

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