C
Am
Mary Ann was a waitress at the circus
F G C
Dan was a writer for the Delaware locale observer
Am
Just 21 and just 2 months out of the service
F G C
Missing half an eyelid so he had to wear a patch…
Am
Mary Ann introduced herself to Dan
F G C
She said do you like the menu or do you need me to read it to you
Am
Halfway angry half turned on and half confused
F 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 long
Am F G C
So long to a harder life, to a troubled life so long
Am
Lying there under the soft glow of the sunrise
F G C
The moon was still awake and all the generators lowly humming
Am
She picked a flower and fastened it on to his bad eye
F G
She said come on let’s get married I think we might get along
C
And she said…
Am F G C
So long to my former life, to a selfish life so long
Am F G C
So long to a bitter life, to a troubled life so long
C Am F G x2
C Am
Dan he was no poet couldn’t dance he never slept
F G C
He had nightmares every night of rain and fire on those bloody beaches
Am
Just then the dew dropped from the flower and he wept
F G
Mary Ann you are a melody I think I wrote a song
C
It goes like…
Am F G C
So long to my worried life, to a lonesome life so long
Am F G
So long to a wandering life, to a wounded life so long
C
And we all said…
Am F G C
So long to those memories, to everything we can’t let go so long
Am F G C F
So long to our former selves, to our selfish selves so long
G Am
To our selfish selves so long
G C G C
To our selfish selves so long