Pretty Mary

Bob Dylan

The Basement Tapes - March/May 1967 

Pretty Mary pretty Mary
With the pale white ghost
Do you tarry pretty Mary
Where the river far flow
But I'll come with with the midnight
And the cold winds in twilight
And then I dream of the love
Of Pretty Mary

Pretty Mary, don't be lonely
Pretty Mary, don't be blue
You're my only destination
And I'm coming to you

I reach for the devil
On my bed of pins
She'll haul down the backwoods
But you know they’ll win
Now the cold winds farther northwards
And the valleys fall southwards
And I think you're good looking, pretty Mary

Pretty Mary, don't be lonesome
Pretty Mary, don't be blue
You're my only destination
I'm come and get you

I wasted my own dime
On the bars in so real
Can’t you come and get me down
With the [real] that one will
But I know it's all right
If I take you home tonight
I'll at least be with pretty Mary

Pretty Mary, don't be lonesome
Pretty Mary, don't be blue
You're my only destination
And I'm coming for you

Pretty Mary, don't be lonesome
Pretty Mary, don't be blue
You're my only destination
And I'm coming to you.