Mary had a little lamb,
 So famous it did grow
That everywhere the lambkin went,
 That girl was sure to go.
But when it gamboled in its glee
 She never had a sight,
So Mary said the girls must see -- 
 That's why we're here tonight

    Mary, Mary, eyes of black or blue,
     Brownish eyes that lovers prize --
    Eyes of hazel hue -- 
     Though each little fairy
    Be Sophie, Kate, or Belle,
     We'll bunch them up as Mary -- and --
    The Lambs will wish them well.

Sound the trumpet, beat the drum,
 Electrify the Scene,
Tinkle with a timely touch
 The tuneful tambourine.
We are out for merriment,
 With thoughts of pleasing you,
But I'll mention -- on the side --
 We're out for Mary too.

    Mary, Mary, eyes of black or blue,
     Brownish eyes that lovers prize -- 
    Eyes of hazel hue -- 
     Though each little fairy
    Be Sophie, Kate, or Belle,
     We'll bunch them up as Mary -- and --
    The Lambs will wish them well.