Lyrics Mary Mary Quite Contrary - Bob The Train

Hey kids! Look, there's Mary in her garden

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silverbells and cockleshells
And pretty maids all in a row
And pretty maids all in a row

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How did you build your home?
With chocolate bricks and candy sticks
And little doors straight out of Rome
And little doors straight out of Rome

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Where did you spend the night?
In the forest deep where I could sleep
All dressed in a pretty gown white
All dressed in a pretty gown white