Mac Wiseman - Bringing mary home

^D7I was driving down a lonely road on a ^Cdark and stormy ^Gnight When a ^D7little girl by the road side showed ^Cup in my head^D7lights I ^Gstopped and she got in the back and in a shaky ^D7tone She ^Csaid My name is ^A7Mary and please ^D7won't you take me ^Ghome

She ^D7must have been so frightened all ^Calone there in the ^Gnight There was ^D7something strange about her cause her ^Cface was deathly ^D7white She ^Gsat so pale and quiet in the back seat all ^D7alone I ^Cnever will ^A7forget the night that ^D7I took Mary ^Ghome

I ^D7pulled into the drive way where ^Cshe told me to ^Ggo Got ^D7out to help her from the car and ^Copened up the ^D7door But I ^Gjust could not believe my eyes the back seat was ^D7bare I ^Clooked all ^A7around the car but ^D7Mary wasn't ^Gthere

A ^D7light shone from the porch a ^Clady opened up the ^Gdoor I ^D7asked about the little girl that ^CI was looking ^D7for The ^Glady gently smiled at me and brushed a tear ^D7away She ^Csaid it sure was ^A7nice of you to ^D7go out of your ^Gway

But thir^D7teen years ago tonight in a ^Cwreck just down the ^Groad Our ^D7darling Mary lost her life ^Cand we miss her ^D7so Oh ^Gthank you for your trouble and the kindness you have ^D7shown You're the ^Cthirteenth one that's ^A7been here ^D7bringing Mary ^Ghome