Stephen Mullane - Mary Had a Little Religion

Mary had a little lamb, a little lamb, a little lamb
I am Mary's little lamb, she liked to bring around
Mary had a little lamb, a little lamb, a little lamb
I am Mary's little lamb, getting chased throughout the town

Mary, will you wash my blood, wash my blood, wash my blood?
Mary, will you wash my blood and wipe away your tears?
'Cause I am Mary's little lamb bleeding on deaf ears
Yeah, I am Mary's little lamb hemorrhaging all these years

Mary was too my little lamb, my little lamb, my little lamb
Mary was too my little lamb, just like I was and am
And merry we were as little lambs, as little lambs, as little lambs
Merry we were as little lambs until the folded hands

(Hail Mary, full of grace, the lord is with thee)

Yeah, they chase around the little lambs, us little lambs, the little lambs
They chase around the little lambs and the chase goes on today
They grab for us little lambs, the little lambs, the little lambs
They grab for us little lambs and hear only what they say

(Hail Mary, full of grace, the world is in thee)

I am Mary's little lamb, her little lamb, her little lamb
I am Mary's little lamb, it's too bad she brought me to town [start verse 2b]
Because everywhere that Mary goes, that Mary goes, that Mary goes
Everywhere that Mary goes, blood and tears on the ground
Everywhere that Mary goes, that Mary goes, that Mary goes
Blood and tears, they consecrate the ugly, earthly ground

Bad, bad, bad, bad...
(Blessed art)

Written by:
Stephen Mullane

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