This is a sad story about a girl named Mary Mack and her wandering lover Bob Needle.
I can hear her calling
Hey Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle
Hey Bob
Hey Bob
Hey Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle
Hey Bob
Hey Bob
Mary Mack, Mack, Mack all dressed in black, black, black
Don't you know I'm trying, trying, trying
Just to come on back, back, back
First I took a plane, plane, plane
But there was some rain, rain, rain
And there was no flying, flying, flying
So I took a train, train, train
Oh Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
It went off the track, track, track
Can't you see I'm dying, dying, dying
Just to come on back, back, back
Oh Sophie
I can hear you calling
Hey Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle
Hey Bob
Hey Bob
Well I took a boat, boat, boat
But it wouldn't float, float, float
So I kept on popping, popping, popping
That was all she wrote, wrote, wrote
So I swam across, across, across
And I bought a horse, horse, horse
But it just keeps running, running, running
All around the track, track, track
Baby I ain't lying, lying, lying
Can't you see I'm trying, trying, trying
Don't you know I'm trying, trying, trying
Just to come on back to Mary Mack
Oh Sophie
I can hear her holler
Hey Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle
Hey Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle
Hey Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle, Bob the Needle
Hey Bob
Oh yeah
Hey Bob