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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