Mary, Mary
 
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 Is many times so lonely
 she's unhappy
 the reason to cry is always
            E
 my guitar, baby
 
 A    D  
 what she will say when she comes
 and she will find an empty house
 H                   A
 with very few words on it
        G
 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