Crazy About Mary

Packed my bag, my guitar,

the sound of Chuck Berry in my car.

Got bored of sitting in my trailer by the sea.

I headed north, cross the prairie, 

in thirty days I want to find my Mary.

Made up my mind I want to get things back in line.

I know it's been a while and I'm the one to blame.

But Mary, let's start all over again.



Oh, Mary, I want you to know,

I never met a better girl than you after a show.

I hope you're still around and my longing's not in vain.

Mary, let's start all over again.



I go crazy 'cos I'm ready for you

don't turn my brown eyes blue.

I want to be with you 'cos I'm crazy for you

and I hope you're crazy for me, too.



You never called, I wonder why

I guess you just were a little too shy.

Mary, that's okay, I understand

and true love needs its time.

You never answered all my letters.

Probably you didn't have no time.

No rush, I understand, why beat around the bush.



I'm on my way to you and I hope it's not in vain.

Mary, let's start all over again.



I go crazy...