Joan Baez - Mary's Wandering

Once Mary would go wandering
To other land would run
That she might find her Son,
that she might find her Son

Whom met she as she journeyed forth
Saint Peter, that good man
Who sadly did her scan,
Who sadly did her scan

Oh tell me have you seen Him yet
The One I love the most
The Son Whom I have lost,
The Son Whom I have lost

Too well, too well I've seen thy Son
'Twas by a palace gate
Most grievous was His state,
Most grievous was His state

For save what wore He on His head
A crown of thorns He wore
A cross He also bore,
A cross He also bore

Once Mary would go wandering
To other land would run
That she might find her Son,
That she might find her Son