Little Mary sit and drawin' Funny pictures on the wall And thinkin' how good it used to be Mother couldn't help her Her father didn't care What became of Mary He didn't see * The note lay on the table The troubled things it said I'm leavin' Because there was no doubt ** It's been the same old story Since little Mary's birth Trouble and you leave It's still the same What if you're the one to blame Little Mary sit and cryin' Her funny pictures fell Not old enough to know the reason why Photo's smile frankly But still it's not the same The toys and games of someone else's child Maybe they'll come tomorrow Go home to make their own The wishin' and hopin' never dies Little Mary's world Lies shattered on the ground Sorrow and despair lies all around No one hears that weeping sound + Maybe they'll come tomorrow Maybe they'll come today Little heart is waiting Waiting for the break Sister says don't worry She smiles a friendly smile But baby, pumpkins splatter They're going to let you die Now Mary's world is over Broken heart, the doctor says There's nothing more that he can do for her A little life is ended The worries are all gone Memory of Mary lingers there * repeat ** repeat Slowly little Mary dies + repeat Sister says don't worry She smiles a friendly smile Mary's pumpkin splatters They're gonna let her die