I’m in love with sweet Mary Jane
I’d like to dance with her in the rain
I’m in love with my big white horse
Lean in close I tell you, how this story goes:

Some evil bandits stole
Mary Jane from me
My revenge will be brute
They won’t see the light of day

In a dusty village I
Search for my horse
If I find who stole it
I ‘ll dance on his corpes

The sun came down as I’m looking for my love
Sweet Mary Jane I’ll find you before dawn
Now I cry out loud: ‘Those bastard shot her dead!’
Mary Jane’s white manе by her blood was painted red

I will hunt thеm down
And I’m filled with rage and pain
Let them bleed out
Like they let poor Mary Jane… 🐴

In a dusty village I
Lay down and cry
Mary Jane got shot “Oh no!”
My Horse is going to die
Ohhh please Mary....
(Mártondani keserves sírása Mary Jane után)