Along Comes Mary The Association
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Verse 1:
[Am]Everytime I think that I'm the [Bm/A]only one who's lonely
someone [Am7]calls on[Bm/A] me
And e[Am]very now and then I spend my [Bm/A]time at rhyme and verse and curse
those f[Am7]aults in[Bm/A] me
And then a[E]long comes M[A]ary[E7] [A]
And does she w[E]anna give me k[A]icks and be my steady c[E7]hick
And give me p[A]ick of memor[E]ies[A] [D] [G]
[B]Or maybe r[E]ather gather t[B]ales from all the f[E]ails and tribul[B]ations
[E]Noone ever s[A]ees
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When we [Dm]met I was s[Em]ure out to lu[F]nch
Now my empty [F/D]cup tastes as sw[D]eet as the punch
[Am] [Bm/A] [Am7] x[Bm6/A]04434 x[Bm7/A]04435
Verse 2:
When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks whose sickness
is the games they play
And when the masquerade is played the neighbor folks make jokes
at who is most to blame today
And then along comes Mary
And does she wanna set 'em free and let 'em see reality
From where she got her name
And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch of hers
Will make them not the same
When we met I was sure out to lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
[Am] [Bm/A] [Am7] [Bm/A] (recorder solo over intro)
Verse 3:
And when the morning of the warning's passed the gassed and flaccid
kids are flung across the stars
The psychodramas and the traumas gone, the songs are left unsung
and hung upon the scars
And then along comes Mary
And does she wanna see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains
She left the night before
Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies and make them realize
Their urgent cry for sight no more
When we met I was sure out to lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
Coda:
[Am] [Bm/A] Sweet as the p[Am7]unch (sweet as the [Bm/A]punch)
Sweet as the p[Am]unch (sweet as the [Bm/A]punch)
Sweet as the p[Am7]unch (sweet as the [Bm/A]punch)
Sweet as the p[Am]unch
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers
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