She lived on the curve of the road
In an old, tar-paper shack
On the south side of the town
On the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way into town we'd say
"Mama, can we stop and give her a ride"?
Sometimes we did
But her hands flew from her side
Wild eyed, crazy Mary
Down a long dirt road, past the Parson's place
That old blue car we used to race
Little country store
With a sign tacked to the side
Said 'No L-O-I-T-E-A-R-R-I-N-G Allowed'
Underneath that sign
Always congregated quite a crowd
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it
Pass it a, pass it around
One night thunder cracked
Mercy backed outside her window sill
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees
Over the hills
Looked down into the house of Mary
Bare bulb hung, newspaper-covered walls
And Mary rising above it all
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Next morning on the way into town
Saw some skid marks and followed them around
Over the curve, through the fields
Into the house of Mary
That what you fear the most
Could meet you halfway
That what you fear the most
Could meet you halfway
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle drink it down pass it, pass it around (pass it around)
Take a bottle drink it down pass it, pass it a, pass it around
Pass it a, pass it around
(Take a bottle drink it down pass it, pass it around) oh yeah
Pass it
(Around) pass it
Pass it, pass it (around, around, around)
Around
Around, around
Pass it around
In an old, tar-paper shack
On the south side of the town
On the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way into town we'd say
"Mama, can we stop and give her a ride"?
Sometimes we did
But her hands flew from her side
Wild eyed, crazy Mary
Down a long dirt road, past the Parson's place
That old blue car we used to race
Little country store
With a sign tacked to the side
Said 'No L-O-I-T-E-A-R-R-I-N-G Allowed'
Underneath that sign
Always congregated quite a crowd
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it
Pass it a, pass it around
One night thunder cracked
Mercy backed outside her window sill
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees
Over the hills
Looked down into the house of Mary
Bare bulb hung, newspaper-covered walls
And Mary rising above it all
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Next morning on the way into town
Saw some skid marks and followed them around
Over the curve, through the fields
Into the house of Mary
That what you fear the most
Could meet you halfway
That what you fear the most
Could meet you halfway
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle drink it down pass it, pass it around (pass it around)
Take a bottle drink it down pass it, pass it a, pass it around
Pass it a, pass it around
(Take a bottle drink it down pass it, pass it around) oh yeah
Pass it
(Around) pass it
Pass it, pass it (around, around, around)
Around
Around, around
Pass it around
Lyrics submitted by ShiverForMe, edited by stringray
Crazy Mary Lyrics as written by Victoria Ann Williams
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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I agree with the post that said the narrator is the one who killed Mary in his “dream”.
I just want to add a couple thoughts on “That which you fear the most will meet you halfway”:
The very first line of the song is “She lived on a curve in the road”, and the line “That which you fear the most…” is, partially, a callback to this first line & also the way Mary’s “hands flew from her side” when offered a ride in the car - Mary is either simply terrified of cars - possibly because she’s Crazy, or, maybe she had a “vision” or a sense or something other foresight regarding her own death by Automobile. What Mary “fears the most” is her death by car, and it “met her halfway” because A) Mary already lived on the curve in the road, and she was likely terrified just waiting for some drunken kids to plow into the house of Mary. Hell, she may have even had a Vision of the narrator - her foreseen killer - and that’s the reason Mary’s “hands flew from her side” when offered a ride by him. Another minor reference to what actually kills Mary as well as what seems to be the fear of the adults of the town that maybe they have a juvenile delinquency problem or just some rowdy kids who like to party and pull dangerous stunts; or just the fear of the owner of the country store of being robbed or having customers keep driving past because rowdy kids are hangin out lol)is the “No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed; Take a bottle, drink it down….pass it around”; there’s much dread lying around in ‘Crazy Mary’. You need to make a couple leaps or assumptions, but it can be pieced together.