Little Mary was five years old Her parents left her, she was out in the cold Alone to live and find her way In this great world of heartache and pain Eyes of brown, matted locks of gold Her flowered dress is tattered and soiled Tear stained cheeks, her feet cold and bare Who could have left a child so rare Rosemary your day will come He loved you so He gave His only son Keep the faith in your soul Stay down on your knees I'm beggin you please Hold onto the beads at your heart A burning heart and tired eyes Howling winds for lullabys No one there to soothe her fright Nowhere to turn but the inward light Because life is for believing That your heart can turn to gold All you need is Christ to receive it There's eternal life for every soul Rosemary your day will come He loved you so He gave His only son Keep the faith in your soul Stay down on your knees I'm begging you please Hold onto the beads at your heart He loves you He needs you He wants you So don't let Him down
