Mary Contrary Songtext
von Sarah Vaughan
Mary Contrary Songtext
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, And cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells,
And cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, And cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells,
And cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
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