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
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
Mary where is your baby?
Mary where is your baby?
Mary where is your baby,
Way down yonder in Bethlehem.
Mary where is your baby?
Mary where is your
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
- baby
Born of the virgin Mary
Born, born, born in Bethlehem Children
Go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send you three by three
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
to Bethlehem.
Twenty-fifth of December - let’s all go!
Two, two, Mary & Joseph
Rockin’ on the road to Bethlehem.
Two, two, Mary & Joseph
Rockin’ on the road
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
Mary
Born, born, born in Bethlehem
Children go where I send thee
How should I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for Paul and Silas
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
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
the little bitty baby
Born of the virgin Mary
Born, born, born in Bethlehem
Children go where I send thee
How will I send thee
I'm gonna send you three
bells
Banners wavin' shamrocks flyin'
The parade passes by
Marching bands
To the sound of drummers drummin'
Tooraloorah-lay
On St. Patrick's Day
the afterlife
Then I be walking through the pearly gates
with an infared scope ten millimeter heater
'cause if my name ain't in the Book of Life I'm snuffing St.
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
a little bitty baby
Born of the Virgin Mary
And He was born, born, born in Bethlehem
And He was born, born, born, born in Bethlehem
Now children go
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
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
Christmas Eve in Birmingham
It's a long, long way from Bethlehem
Mary and Joe live outside of town
On an old, run-down farm
Mary says, Joe, you'd
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
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
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
The Star
1st Verse
There are many famous people we like to call them stars
On TV screens in movie scenes, the world knows who they are
Household
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