I met you when I was out of my mind
Faking the Virginia Reel
I should've seen we were flying blind
That midnight oil burning at my heels
Then walked in good Mother Mary
Wearing her dancing boots
Sooner or later you'll find out
Who you are, who you ain't, and which is true
You'll find out which is true
I'm mending hats that my father wore
Changing my chambray blood
I hung my heart on a Celtic Cross
High upon a neon palm
Then Walked in good Mother Mary
Wearing her dancing boots
Sooner or later you'll find out
She's bound to get the best of you
She'll get the best of you
She'll get the best of you
She'll get the best of you
She'll get the best of you
She'll get the best of you
It gets the best of you
It gets the best of you
It gets the best of you
