(To the tune of Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ra )
Mary, Mary, Mary,
Mary, don’t you cry.
Mary, let me sing you,
An Irish lullaby.
Mary, go to sleep,
I’ll get down on my knees and pray,
Your soul the Lord to keep.
And when you awaken,
To a brand new day,
You’ll find my heart is taken,
You’ve taken it away.
Mary, Mary, Mary,
As you gently sleep,
The Angels watching over you,
Will smile and gently weep.
Safe within their keeping,
Your innocence and love,
Watching as you’re sleeping,
From the world above.
Mary, Mary, Mary,
You’re the apple of my eye.
You’re the apple of my eye.
Mary, I will love you,
Until the bye and bye.
Words by
Slim Fairview
&
Trygg.
Copyright (c) 2013
All Rights Reserved.
Slimfairview@yahoo.com