St. Mary - Rancid

She’s got her ticket and she’s waitin' at the station

She’s got to get away as far as she can

Her problems will arise as sure as the sun does shine

She’s got to get used to living on the lam

Now Mary’s out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand

Shootin' down the law that shot down her dear departed man

When I last saw her she was lookin' troubled

She said this is the '90s I’m gonna be alright

She took the Greyhound in to Salinas

I got a letter then that she dropped out of sight

Now Mary’s out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law

that shot down her dear departed man

Shrouded in anger

Encompassed by pain

He was your best friend and now you’ll never ever ever see him again

Now Mary’s out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law

that shot down her dear departed man