Bringing Mary Home

I was driving down a lonely street one dark and stormy night
When a little girl by the roadside showed up in my headlights
I stopped and she got in back and in a shaky tone
She said, "My name is Mary, please won't you take me home"

Well, she must have been so frightened all alone there in the night
And there was something strange about her, her face was deathly white
She sat so pale and silent in the back seat all alone
I never will forget that night I took Mary home

Well, I pulled into the driveway where she told me to go
Got out to help her from the car and opened up the door
But I just could not believe my eyes, the back seat, it was bare
I looked all around the car but Mary wasn't there

And a light shone from the porch, a lady opened up the door
I asked about that little girl that I was searching for
In sadness she gently smiled and brushed a tear away
She said, "It sure was nice of you to go out of your way"

"But thirteen years ago today in a wreck just down the road
Our darling Mary lost her life and we still miss her so
Well, thank you for your trouble and the kindness you have shown
Cause you're the thirteenth one that's been here bringing Mary home
You're the thirteenth one that's been here bringing Mary home"