Mary, Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow? With silver bells and cockleshells, and pretty maids all in a row I've got things to see to, I've got things to attend The other day the cat ran away again And the sunset is so beautiful this time of the year I don't want to go places, I just want to be Here Mary, Mary... And never go with the flow Long ago there was a man, his eyes were like the sea He said he would come back and bring the rainbow home to me But many moons have come and gone since then and now I know That there is no dream beyond the flowers, from the seeds I sow Mary, Mary...