Mary, Mary
Don’t you ever scare me again.
Born to storms and lightning strikes
My a girl in a world of men
My only girl to survive past ten
Mary, Mary
Don’t you ever scare me again

And I’m so sorry we don’t have the money for bread.
But we can scour these cliffs, we can sell the rocks instead.
Yeah we’ll sell them to the tourists, sell them to the town, sell them to the lords and sell them to crown, sell them to the greatest minds of our time and the kings of Europe just to get by.
We’ll sell seashells by the seashore
We’ll sell seashells by the seashore

Mary, Mary
Don’t you ever scare me again
I watched as your poor little dog got lost to the rocks, and i’m shocked;
The work you do with your hands ends up with the name of a man.
Bought and claimed as the property of those who’ll never live in poverty.

You're breaking new ground, but they say that your not allowed;
Because your name aint right, your church aint right, your class aint right, your gender aint right. The life that you risk for science aint right, but you’re still out there trying get by.
You’ll sell seashells by the seashore
You’ll sell seashells by the seashore

Mary, Mary
Don’t you ever scare me again.
One day the great minds will wait in line for your audience
The girl who only went to Sunday school will know more than them.
You did it yourself, you read all those books and that tortures them


And the rocks that you found on our beach, maybe one day they’ll reach;
All around the globe and change what we know about where life comes from
About where it goes, your lifetime of work will be on show and the tourists, and lords and kings, they'll all know that

You sold seashells by the seashore.

She sells seashells by the seashore
She sells seashells by the seashore
She sells seashells by the seashore
She sells seashells by the seashore

Mary, Mary
No don’t you ever scare me
Mary, Mary
No don’t you ever scare me
Mary, Mary
No don’t you ever scare me
Mary, Mary
No don’t you ever scare me again