Marybell (Rides Into Town On Pig)

Marybell rides into town on a pig
They cut her down blind and
She bleeds in the arms of the angels
They cut her down blind

Delta of veins cast her bones to the sea
She lay down beside me
But the lady grew cold in arrangement
She turn to stone
She turn to stone

Butterfly jean and her lawnmower dreams
She waited all day but her boy
Played away with a rainbow child
So fly away jean
So fly away jean

Billy boy blue in a syndicate black
You should've turned back
But the sky made him pay
With a near miss mile
You should've turned back
You should've turned back

It's been a long day