This is a sad story about a girl named Mary Mac
And her wondering lover Bob Needle

Softly I can hear her callin'
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bob, hey, Bob

Mary Mac, Mac, Mac
All dressed in black, black, black
Don't cha know I'm tryin', tryin', tryin'
Just to come on back, back, back

'Cause I took a plane, plane, plane
But there was some rain, rain, rain
And there was no flyin', flyin', flyin'
So I took a train, train, train

Oh, Mary Mac, Mac, Mac
It went off the track, track, track
Can't you see I'm dyin', dyin', dyin'
Just to come on back, back, back

Oh, softly I can hear you callin'
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle
Hey, Bob, hey, Bob

Well, I took a boat, boat, boat
But it wouldn't float, float, float
So I kept on a puffin', puffin', puffin'
That was all she wrote, wrote, wrote

So I must wear my cross, cross, cross
And I bought a horse, horse, horse
But it just keeps runnin', runnin', runnin'
All around the track, track, track

Baby, I ain't lyin', lyin', lyin'
Can't you see that I'm tryin', tryin', tryin'
Don't cha know I'm tryin', tryin', tryin'
Just to come on back to Mary Mac