Pearl Jam Crazy Mary 2006

She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar papershack. On the south side of the town, wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mother 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. The old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'No l-o-i-t-e-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, drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass
it around. One night thunder cracked mercy backed outside my window sill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary, a bare bulb on, newspaper covered walls and Mary rising up above it all. 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 it could meet you halfway. Take a bottle drink it down, pass it around.Take a bottle drink it down, pass it around. Pass it a...Take a bottle drink it down, pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... around. Pass it a... around around around...