When I tried to cook a roast for dinner
Mother Mary came to me
Left her image in my, roasting pan
And in my hour of stove work
She is stewing right in front of me
'Neath the taters in my, roasting pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
Left her image in my, roasting pan

And when the suff'ring hungry people
Wish they had a chunk of meat
I have found the answer, in my pan
For though they may be starving there is
Still a chance that they will eat
She gave me the answer, in my pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
I have found the answer, in my pan

[break for piano, organ, and guitar]

And though it's not a grilled cheese
An idea still occurs to me
Sell the thing on eBay, roasting pan
I wake up to the smell of breakfast
Mother Mary comes to me
Left her image in my, roasting pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
I have found the answer, in my pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
Roasting pan, roasting pan
Mary's face is in my, roasting pan