Mary (I Must Play)

Mary, Mary Is many times so lonely she's unhappy The reason to cry is always My guitar, baby What she will say when she comes And she will find an empty house With very few words on it That I love her Well, I must play, I must play Well, even so she hopes Believes and dreams If not today tomorrow evening I'll be with her, here Phone is ringin' on my table I have a guilty look at Mary And she knows what I will say And she does at me Hey, I must play, I must play Mary, Mary Is many times so lonely She's unhappy The reason to cry is always My guitar, baby I'm leavin' what she'll say to me When we'll be together She'll excuse me Surely she want for ever do at me Like to the others Hey, I must play, I must play