Intro: G 6x C 2x D 6x C 2x D# 6x D 2x C 6x D 2x 


   G                                D 
1. Every times I think that I'm the only one who's lonely, 
        D#       C 
someone calls on me. 
G                                 D 
And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse and curse 
      D#        C 
those faults in me. 


[Refrão]
         G                 Bb              G                 B 
And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. 

             G               D               D# 
And does she want to give me kicks and be my steady chick 
    C               G         Bb 
and give me pick of memories. 
         G             D                  D# 
Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails 
         C              G          Bb 
and tribulations no one ever sees. 
D       D#                 D  C 
When we met I was sure out to lunch. 
          D  G                   D      D#                  G 
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch. 


Intro: G 6x C 2x D 6x C 2x D# 6x D 2x C 6x D 2x 


   G                                D 
2. When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks whose sickness 
       D#         C 
is the games they play. 
G                                     D 
And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes as who 
   D#            C 
is most to blame today. 



[Refrão]
         G                 Bb              G                 B 
And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. 

             G                D                 D# 
And does she want to set them free and let them see reality 
     C         G            Bb 
from where she got her name. 
         G             D                  D# 
And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch of hers 
          C            G          Bb 
Will make them not the same. 
D       D#                 D  C 
When we met I was sure out to lunch. 
          D  G                   D      D#                  G 
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch. 


   G                                D 
3. And when the morning of warnings passed the gassed and flacid kids 
          D#         C 
are flung across the stars. 
G                                      D 
The psychodramas and the traumas gone, the songs are left unsung and 
      D#        C 
hung upon the scars. 
 

[Refrão]
         G                 Bb              G                 B 
And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. 
 
         G                 Bb              G                 B 
And does she want to see the strains the dead remains of all the pains 
    C              G         Bb 
She left the night before. 
        G            D                D# 
Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies 
         C                  G          Bb 
and make them realize their urgent cry      for sight no more. 
D       D#                 D  C 
When we met I was sure out to lunch. 
          D  G                   D      D#                  G 
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.