I’m a child of the late ’60s early ’70s Brooklyn…this is how I remember Miss Mary Mac.

Miss Mary Mac, Mac, Mac,
All dressed in black, black, black
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons
All down her back, back, back

She asked her mother, mother, mother
For 50 cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence, fence

They jump so high, high, high
They reached the sky, sky, sky
And never came back, back, back
’til the Fourth of July, July, July