Lyrics Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary - Little Baby Bum Nursery Rhyme Friends

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

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With cold glasses and pink roses
And pretty maids all in a row

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With five daisies pour out their bees
And pretty maids all in a row