This is a sad story about a girl Mary Mac And her lover Bob Needle
Softly I can her callin' Hey, Bobba Needle, Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bob, hey, Bob
Mac, Mac, Mac All dressed in black, black, cha know I'm tryin', tryin', tryin' Just to come on back, back,
'Cause I took a plane, plane, But there was some rain, rain, And there was no flyin', flyin', So I a train, train, train
Oh, Mac, Mac, Mac It off the track, track, track you see I'm dyin', dyin', dyin' Just to on back, back, back
Oh, softly I can you callin' Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Bob, hey, Bob
Well, I took a boat, boat, But it float, float, float So I kept on a puffin', puffin', was all she wrote, wrote, wrote
So I wear my cross, cross, cross And I bought a horse, horse, But it keeps runnin', runnin', runnin' All around the track, track,
Baby, I lyin', lyin', lyin' you see that I'm tryin', tryin', tryin' Don't cha know I'm tryin', tryin', Just to on back to Mary Mac
Oh, I can hear her holler Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bob, hey, Bob