ALONG COMES MARY 
(Tandyn Almer)
The Association - 1966


Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely 
Someone calls on me 
And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse 
And curse those faults in me 

And then along comes Mary 
And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick 
And give me pick of memories 
Or maybe rather gather tales of all the fails and tribulations 
No one ever sees 

When we met I was sure out to lunch 
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch 

When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks 
Whose sickness is the games they play 
And when the masquerade is played and neighbour folks make jokes 
As who is most to blame today 

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 as 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 

And when the morning of the warnings 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 

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 
Realise 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