An acoustic (mostly) ditty in 12/8
words and music - Jim Walsh; drums and vocals - Jim Walsh; bass and background vocals - Jeff Burch; guitars and background vocals - Tom Doherty; Hammond organ - Jim Fogarty; recorded/mixed/mastered by Jim Fogarty at Zing Studio, Westfield MA
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Girls may want to have fun, but some just don't know how..
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Mary Maudlin
words and music copyright 2007 Jim Walsh
Got your laundry list of reasons
Why you never seem to smile, never did
You suffered at the hands of treasons
Never felt fully loved as a kid
Chorus:
Mary Maudlin, Mary Maudlin
Stop your dawdling, Mary Maudlin
Mary Maudlin, Mary Maudlin
The world ain't coddling anyone
Telling strangers on the train
How you struggle every day with your pain
They listen then they move away
Who needs that kind of drag on their day anyway
Chorus
You surely ain't no saint girl
You surely ain't no whore
Just another human being
You surely ain't no more
You're throwing life right down the drain girl
Every day you hang your head, hide your heart
We weren't born to live in pain girl
Take my hand, I'll do my part
It's a start anyway
Repeat chorus and out
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