Bringing Mary Home

On a dark and stormy night

When a little girl by the roadside

Showed up in my headlights.

I stopped and she got in the back

And in a shaky tone

She said: my name is Mary

Please won't you take me home?

She must have been so frightened

All alone there in the night

There was something strange about her

Her face was deathly white.

She sat so pale and quiet

In the back seat all alone

I never will forget that night

I took Mary home.

I pulled into the driveway

Where she told me to go

Got out to help her from the car

And opened up the door.

But I could not believe my eyes

The back seat was bare

And I looked all around this car

But Mary wasn't there,

A light shone from the porch

Someone opened up the door

I asked about the little girl

That I was looking for.

Then a lady gently smiled

And brushed a tear away

She said: It sure was nice of you

To go out of your way.

But thirteen years ago today

A wreck just down the road

Our darling Mary lost her life

And we miss her so.

But thank you for your trouble

And the kindness you have shone

You're the thirteenth one who's been here

Bringing Mary home...