Sweet Mary — The Byrds

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