Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican Black
Says that she'd do anything to get out of Jackson, she said, Jackson
She asked her mother for twenty grand
'Cause she said her rent had got out of hand, she said, out of hand
She was so high, she touched the sky
She didn't come down until she almost died
She didn't come down until she almost died
And her mother said, "Mary I can't help more than I do
I don't have enough love left for you"
Miss Mary Mack, about to crack
'Cause she said her man hauled off, he hauled off and smacked her, she said he smacked her
She asked her brother for twenty grand
'Cause she said her debts had got out of hand, she said, out of hand
She was so high, she touched the sky
She didn't come down until she almost died
She didn't come down until she almost died
And her brother said, "Mary, I can't help more than I do
"I don't have enough money for you"
But Mary said, "ticket to ride; white line highway
Tell all your friends that they could go my way
Ticket to ride; white line highway
Tell all your friends that they could go my way
Ticket to ride, they could go my way
Tell all your friends, tell all your friends"
Miss Mary Mack, Puerto Rican poor down south
Mississippi poor down south, Mississippi, Jackson
Miss Mary Mack said she'd probably die down south
Mississippi poor down south, Mississippi, shack
She was so high, she touched the sky
She didn't come down until she almost died
She didn't come down until she almost died
Mary, I can't help more than I do
I don't have enough time left for you
But Mary said, "ticket to ride; white line highway
Tell all your friends that they could go my way
Ticket to ride; white line highway
Tell all your friends that they could go my way
Ticket to ride, they could go my way
Tell all your friends, tell all your friends"
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back
She asked her mother, mother, mother for fifty cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants, elephants, elephants jump over the fence, fence, fence
They jumped so high, high, high, high, they touched the sky, sky, sky, sky
They didn't come back, back, back 'til fourth of July-ly-ly
It was a lie, lie, lie; it was a lie
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