The Murder of Mary Phagan (1988) Part 2 of 2


The Murder of Mary Phagan (1988)

The true story of Leo Franks being convicted of the murder of Mary Phagan.



Paul Dooley as William Burns






Loretta Devine as Annie Maude Carter


Loretta Devine as Annie Maude Carter




Paul Dooley - Loretta Devine






















Little Mary Phagan,
She left her home one day;
She went to the pencil factory
To get her little pay.
She left her home at eleven,
She kissed her mother goodbye;
Not one time did the poor child think
That she was a-going to die.


Leo Frank he met her
With a brutish heart, we know;
He smiled and said, "Little Mary,
You won't go home no more."
Sneaked along behind her
Till she reached the metal room.
He laughed, and said, "Little Mary,
You have met your fatal doom."


Down upon her knees
To Leo Frank she pled,
He taken a stick from the trash-pile
And struck her across the head.
Tears flow down her rosy cheeks
While the blood flows down her back;

Remembered telling her mother
What time she would be back.


You killed little Mary Phagan,
It was on one holiday;
Called for old Jim Conley
To carry her body away.
He taken her to the basement,
She was bound both hand and feet;
Down in the basement
Little Mary she did sleep.


Newt Lee was the watchman
Who went to wind his key;
Down in the basement
Little Mary he did see.
Went in and called the officers
Whose names I do not know;
Come to the pencil factory,
Said, "Newt Lee, you must go."


Come, all you jolly people
Wherever you may be;
Suppose little Mary Phagan
Belonged to you or me.
Now little Mary's mother
She weeps and mourns all day,
Praying to meet little Mary
In a better world someday.


Now little Mary's in heaven,
Leo Frank's in jail,
Waiting for the day to come
When he can tell his tale.
Frank will be astonished
When the angels come to say,
"You killed little Mary Phagan;
It was on one holiday."


Judge he passed the sentence,
Then he reared back;
If he hang Leo Frank,
It won't bring little Mary back.
Frank he's got little children,
And they will want for bread;
Look up at their papa's picture, Say,
"Now my papa's dead."



Judge he passed the sentence,
He reared back in his chair;
He will hang Leo Frank,
And give the Negro a year.
Next time he passed the sentence,
You bet he passed it well;
Well, Solister (sic.) H. M.
Sent Leo Frank to hell.

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