CAm Mary Ann was a waitress at the circusF G C Dan was a writer for the Delaware locale observerAm Just 21 and just 2 months out of the serviceF G C Missing half an eyelid so he had to wear a patch…Am Mary Ann introduced herself to DanF G C She said do you like the menu or do you need me to read it to youAm Halfway angry half turned on and half confusedF G C He took her by the arm and went out back to make a match And he said…Am F G C So long to my former life, to a worried life so longAm F G C So long to a harder life, to a troubled life so longAm Lying there under the soft glow of the sunriseF G C The moon was still awake and all the generators lowly hummingAm She picked a flower and fastened it on to his bad eyeF G She said come on let’s get married I think we might get alongC And she said…Am F G C So long to my former life, to a selfish life so longAm F G C So long to a bitter life, to a troubled life so long C Am F G x2C Am Dan he was no poet couldn’t dance he never sleptF G C He had nightmares every night of rain and fire on those bloody beachesAm Just then the dew dropped from the flower and he weptF G Mary Ann you are a melody I think I wrote a songC It goes like…Am F G C So long to my worried life, to a lonesome life so longAm F G So long to a wandering life, to a wounded life so longC And we all said…Am F G C So long to those memories, to everything we can’t let go so longAm F G C F So long to our former selves, to our selfish selves so longG Am F To our selfish selves so longG C G C To our selfish selves so long
Mary Ann And One-Eyed Dan
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