Mary, Mary so Contrary - CAN

Mary, oh Mary, so quite contrary

How does your garden grow?

These silver bells and cockle shells

And pretty men all in a row

Went to see contrary Mary

Told her I refuse to tarry

We spoke very soft and slow

Without your pretty men, Mary, standin' in a row

Mary, Mary — Mary, Mary

Smoked a haiku cigarette

Turned around and then we left

Smiling as the way began to grow

We got your pretty men all in a row

Mary, Mary, so quite contrary

How does your garden grow?

These silver bells and cockle shells

And pretty men all in a row

Mary, Mary — Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary — Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary — Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary — Mary, Mary

Went to see contrary Mary

Told her I refuse to tarry

We spoke very soft and slow

We got your pretty men standin' in a row

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary