Along Comes Mary:The Association.
#7 in '66.

#1.
Dm (xx0231@1)                            EmEvery (022000@1)time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely
        Dm7      EmSomeone (022000@1)calls on me.
    Dm (xx0231@1)                          EmAnd (022000@1)every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse
                Dm7       EmAnd (022000@1)curse those faults in me.

CHORUS:
         A (x02220@1)         D (xx0232@1)  A7 (x02020@1)name="chord_xx0232@1">D
And then along comes Mary.
             A (x02220@1)             D (xx0232@1)                     A7And (x02020@1)does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick
            D (xx0232@1)              A (x02220@1) D (xx0232@1)name="chord_320003@1">G CAnd (x32010@1)give me pick of mem..or..ies?
E (022100@1)      A (x02220@1)           E (022100@1)                AOr (x02220@1)maybe rather gather tales from all the fails 
         E (022100@1)     A (x02220@1)         Dand (xx0232@1)tribulations no one ever sees?
        Gm (355333@1)      AmWhen (x02210@1)we met I was sure out to lunch,
             Bb (x1333x@1)          G (320003@1)          DmNow (xx0231@1)my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.

#2.
Dm (xx0231@1)                                 EmWhen (022000@1)vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks,
      Dm7                        EmWhose (022000@1)sickness is the games they play.
    Dm (xx0231@1)                              EmAnd (022000@1)when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes
                  Dm7     EmAt (022000@1)who is most to blame today.

CHORUS:#2.

And then along comes Mary.
And does she want to set them free, 
and let them see reality?
From where she got her name
And will they struggle much, 
when told that such a tender touch of hers
Will make them not the same?
When we met I was sure out to lunch.
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.

#3.
And when the morning of the warning's passed, 
the gassed and flaccid kids are flung across the stars.
The psychodramas and the traumas gone
The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars.

CHORUS:#3.
And then along comes Mary.
And does she want to see the stains, 
the dead remains of all the pains
She left the night before?
Or will their waking eyes, reflect the lies, 
and make them realize
Their urgent cry for sight no more?
When we met I was sure out to lunch.
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.

ADD:
             Dm (xx0231@1)                EmSweet (022000@1)as the punch (Sweet as the punch.)
             Dm7                 EmSweet (022000@1)as the punch (Sweet as the punch.)
             AmSweet (x02210@1)as the punch.

A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.