Mary

Mary, Mary

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Is many times so lonely
she's unhappy
the reason to cry is always
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my guitar, baby

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what she will say when she comes
and she will find an ampty house
H                   A
with very few words on it
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that I love her
H              E  A 
well, I must play, I must play

Well, even so she hopes
believes and dreams
if not today tomorrow evening
I'll be with her, here

Phone is ringin' on my table
I have a guilty look at Mary
and she knows what l will say
and she does at me
"heah", I must play, I must play

Mary, Mary

Is many times so lonely
she's unhappy
the reason to cry is always
my guitar, baby

I' m leaving what she'll say to me
when we'll be together
she'll excuse me
surely she want for ever do at me
like to the others
"heah", I must play, I must play