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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