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Mary Ann Cotton

She’s dead and rotten

She lies in her bed

With her eyes wide open

Sing, Sing

What can I sing?

Mary Ann Cotton is tied up with a string

Where, where

Up in the air

Selling black pudding a penny a pair

Mary Ann Cotton

She’s dead and forgotten

Lying in her bed, her bones all rotten

Sing, Sing

What can I sing

Mary Ann Cotton is tied up with a string.