She`s got her ticket & she`s waitin` at the station
She`s got to get away get away as far as she can
Her problems will arise as sure as the sun does shine
She`s got to get used to living on the lam
Now Mary`s out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand
Shootin` down the law that shot down her dear departed man
When I last saw her she was lookin` troubled
She said this is the 90`s I`m gonna be alright
She took the Greyhound into Salinas
I got a letter then she dropped out of sight
Now Mary`s out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand
Shootin` down the law that shot down her dear departed man
Shrouded in anger
Encompassed by pain
He was your best friend & you`ll never ever ever see him again
Now Mary`s out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand