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Mary Fagan Little Mary Fagen, She went to town one day: She went to the pencil factory To get her weekly pay. She left her home at eleven; She kissed her mother goodbye; Not once did the poor girl think She was going off to die. Leo Frank met her With a brutish heart and grin; He says to little Mary: "You'll never see home again." Down on her knees fell To Leo Frank and pled. He picked a stick from the trash pile And beat her o'er the head. The tears rolled dean her cheek, The blood rolled down her back, For she remembered telling her mother What time she would be back;. Nemphon was the watchman; He went to wind his key; Away down in the basement Was nothing he could see. They phoned for the officers; Their names I do not know; They came to the pencil factory, Says to Nemphon, "You must go." They took him to the jail house; They bound him in his cell; The poor old innocent negro Had nothing he could tell. Mother sits a-weeping; She weeps and mourns all day And hopes to meet her darling In a better land some day. Come, all ye good people, Wherever you may be, Suppose that "little Mary" Belonged to you or me. I have an idea in my mind When Frankie comes to die And stands examination In the courthouse in the sky, He'll be so astonished To what the angels say And how he killed little Mary Upon that holiday. Judge Roan passed a sentence; He passes it very well; The Christian doers of heaven Sent Leo Frank to hell. DT #774 Laws F20 From Henry, SOF apr97Download the song in PDF format for printout etc.