Little Mary Joe

Woo, woo, woo little Mary Jo Woo, woo, woo little Mary Jo She was born on the wrong side of town A young and pretty girl And a lonely ghetto child Growing up Growing wild Her Daddy was a rolling stone A handsome man who had A different woman in every town He never settled down Woo, woo, woo little Mary Jo Before the man would rise at dawn Her Mother would be gone Working seven days a week Just trying to make ends meet She was down and out No-one to love her Little Mary Jo Like the father she never knew Become a rolling stone Woo, woo, woo little Mary Jo Mary was a little lamb Lost and all alone Her Daddy was a rolling stone And she followed She was sure to follow him Woo, woo, woo little Mary Jo In the winter of her years Still all alone The love she needed so desperately Was never meant to be She learned her lesson hard but well True love can't be found By being a rolling stone You got to have a home.