Harry Chapin

Harry Chapin - If My Mary Were Here songtekst

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If my Mary were here
 I don't think I'd have phoned you
 If my Mary were here
 I'm a sad sack Sir Galahad
 Who's sword's around his knees
 With a Grail no longer holy
 And a prayer that's saying - please
 I would not be alone
 If my Mary were here
 But she took off
 And Lord I'm lost.

 I don't think I'd be drinking
 If my Mary were here
 And I know what I'd be thinking
 If my Mary were here
 We'd be wrapping up a blanket
 Full of cheddar cheese and wine
 Packing up our camper with a rendezvous in mind
 And we'd picnic out in Lincoln Park
 If Mary were here
 But she split
 So I got lit

 I'm sorry that I called you
 In the middle of the night
 But you're the one who listens
 When I need a little light
 I know we haven't talked
 Since I dropped you in the dirt
 I know you're not my lady now
 But Baby, how I hurt.

 (I could whistle up an old tune
 That your memory might recall
 Rustle up some reminiss
 'Bout the good old days and all
 If I were seeking someone else
 I could find a way to hide
 But I'm pleading like a pauper, Babe
 And it leaves no place for pride)

 I would toss away my troubles
 When my Mary was here
 But now I'm lost inside the ruble
 Cause my Mary's not here
 So could I come on over
 With my heart in my hands
 And place it on your pillow
 Like a rusty old tin can
 I'm drunk and seeing double
 And my Mary's not here
 Once again
 Be the friend
 That you've been
 And take me in.

 Please take me in
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Auteur: Harry Chapin

Componist: Harry Chapin

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2009

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: On the Road to Kingdom Come (1976) , Story of a Life (1999) , Some More Stories (2020)

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