Lyrics:
to you
Sometimes I wish I could go back
For a time or two
St. Mary, St. Mary, St. Mary
Soothe my soul
St. Mary, St. Mary, St. Mary
Make me whole
Sometimes
it's vegetarian
I milk the game like moo-moo-moo, bitch get out the way
A St. Louis nigga give you Jason Voorhees or Jayson Tatum
A St. Louis nigga
thing
This is where I wanna be with Mary Jane (sweet Mary Jane)
Ooooooo Mary Jane
Ooooooo Mary Jane
[Warren G]
Mary Jane, you are my everything
I'm in
Have mercy on us
Holy Mary - Pray for us
Holy Mother of God - Pray for us
Holy Virgin of Virgins - Pray for us
St. Michael - Pray for us
St
now and then you look at me and I know you wonder why
We can't get back to when September was our only adversary
In the lot behind St. Mary's
Well
The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so, my beloved
When red leaves are
The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so, my beloved
When red leaves are
maybe
We met on 21st and fucking Lime Street
Take ya fucking homey, where my girl be?
The only fucking way you can excite me
Is Mary Jane
One for
way from St. James
To Mary's in the field
You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass like a Messiah
If you find
Get yo' hat and get yo' coat, my man
Go on back to St. Louis
Gon' back Mary
I'm not gonna take my tie
Get yo' hat and get yo' coat, my man
Go on back to St. Louis
Gon' back Mary
I'm not gonna take my tie
for all, and all beside St. Mary's falls
With the woman of the green glade in the hinterland
He was born into the gentry not so far from Belfast town
of the land into an English poet's hand
Jane, she is the sound the stars make rushing through the sky
Jane, down by St. Mary's river you can hear her fly
The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so, my beloved
When red leaves are
In the graveyard of St. Mary's of Regret
The end of the street, the wrought-iron gate
The cobblestone path, the names and the date
The anxious
The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so, my beloved
When red leaves are
The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so, my beloved
When red leaves are
The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so, my beloved
When red leaves are
In the graveyard of St. Mary's of Regret
The end of the street, the wrought-iron gate
The cobblestone path, the names and the date
The anxious
rope and geese(?) symbolizes New Orleans East
Them brothers wild, they don't give you a chance
Jumped everybody at the St. Mary's dance
Brothers go
bells
Banners wavin' shamrocks flyin'
The parade passes by
Marching bands
To the sound of drummers drummin'
Tooraloorah-lay
On St. Patrick's Day
1st verse
Sly Kane: Did you ever know that your baby boy , Would one day walk on water?
Did you ever know that your baby boy, Would save our sons
Ring out, ring out,
Ring out sweet bells!
The bells of St. Mary's,
Ah! here they are calling,
The young loves, the true loves,
Who come
The Bells of St. Mary's
Ah, hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea
And so my beloved
When red leaves are
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