Standard (EADGBE)
Sweet Mary I've got to be leaving
Oh I can't let you into my life
Cause I know it would end in grieving and the last thing I need is a
wife
When I met I met you for pleasure
And the good times of running around
Then you seemed to be so understanding
>From the weight that's been draggin me down
The good times are coming between us
Though you helped me I'm carrying my load
And I've never felt more like a lover but I'm running right off the
road
Sweet Mary I've got to be leaving
Oh I can't let you into my life
Cause I know it would end in grieving and the last thing I need is a
wife
Oh it's nothing you said or invited
And it's nothing you did that was wrong
Our love together was heaven but I promised myself to be strong
Sweet Mary I've got to be leaving
Oh I can't let you into my life
Cause I know it would end in grieving and the last thing I need is a
wife