Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockleshells
And pretty maids all in a row
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With honey bees and cherry trees
Sunflowers under rainbows
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Where do you long to go?
To meet a friend and pretend
Your whole world is a rose
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockleshells
And pretty maids all in a row