Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary Lyrics

“Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary” Lyrics

Modern Version:

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.

“Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary” Original Version:

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With Silver Bells, And Cockle Shells,
And so my garden grows.

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