"Mary Moore" lyrics

Mary Moore was a woman, didn't talk a lot
Old Victorian manners kept her that way
Under a stone, she kept all her secrets away
Some day

Mary Moore, won't you dance with me?
Old Victorian manners keep you that way
No, she didn't talk a lot to me

Mary Moore, can't you see
In ten years, you'll be smoking cigarettes
All the ladies will be smoking themselves to death
It won't matter you think is right or wrong
Oh, the times are moving quickly, it won't be long
It won't matter you think is right or wrong
'Till you're free, 'till you're free, 'till you're free, 'till you're free
'Till you're free, 'till you're free, 'till you're free, 'till you're free

Mary Moore was woman, didn't talk a lot
Old Victorian manners kept her that way
Under a stone