I Haven't Seen Mary In Years

Porter Wagoner · Country (RCA Camden) [1971]

(Damon Black)



While walking one day in the country

I saw a gathering crowd

And as my footsteps threw me closer

I smell the sweet fragnance of flowers.



It looked like a family reunion

And my eyes not counted the tears

And the no man said by the graveside

I haven't seen Mary in years.



Hold my hand and leave me

Leave me away from here

I just brought these flowers for Mary

I haven't seen Mary in years.



When Mary and I were first married

We had such plans for our child

But for no reason I started rambling

And like four winds I just ran wild.



If I could just live my life over

I would bring Mary such cheer

Now she's gone where she'll never need me

I haven't seen Mary in years.



Hold my hand and leave me

Leave me away from here

I just brought these flowers for Mary

I haven't seen Mary in years.



Then the old man left the graveyard

And as I walk along by his side

When I called his name through all his shame

Why his son he didn't even rocognize.



Hold my hand and leave me

Leave me away from here

How could I know it was mama

I haven't seen mama in years.



How could I know it was mama

I haven't seen mama in years...