Mary, Mary

Mary, Mary quite contrary

Why do you have to go?

All the others are staying in

Everyone but you.

 

 

Mary, Mary quite contrary

Where is there left to go?

With restaurants closed

and shops as well

Where will you have to go?

 

 

Mary, Mary quite contrary

Stay watch your garden grow

There’s silver bells

And cockle shells

And pretty maids all in a row.

 

Mary, Mary quite contrary

Why did we not know?

There’s work to do

You have to go

You’re a key worker you.

 

Mary, Mary quite contrary

working in a shop

while your neighbours

In their gardens

moan about their lot.