Bloodhound Gang

Along Comes Mary(Keyboard chords)

Bloodhound Gang

Key: G

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Intro: G 6x C 2x D 6x C 2x D# 6x D 2x C 6x D 2x 


   G                                D 
1. Every times I think that I'm the only one who's lonely, 
        D#       C 
someone calls on me. 
G                                 D 
And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse and curse 
      D#        C 
those faults in me. 

G Bb G B And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. G D D# And does she want to give me kicks and be my steady chick C G Bb and give me pick of memories. G D D# Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails C G Bb and tribulations no one ever sees. D D# D C When we met I was sure out to lunch. D G D D# G Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.
Intro: G 6x C 2x D 6x C 2x D# 6x D 2x C 6x D 2x G D 2. When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks whose sickness D# C is the games they play. G D And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes as who D# C is most to blame today.
G Bb G B And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. G D D# And does she want to set them free and let them see reality C G Bb from where she got her name. G D D# And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch of hers C G Bb Will make them not the same. D D# D C When we met I was sure out to lunch. D G D D# G Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.
G D 3. And when the morning of warnings passed the gassed and flacid kids D# C are flung across the stars. G D The psychodramas and the traumas gone, the songs are left unsung and D# C hung upon the scars.
G Bb G B And then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. Then along comes Mary. Mary Mary. G Bb G B And does she want to see the strains the dead remains of all the pains C G Bb She left the night before. G D D# Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies C G Bb and make them realize their urgent cry for sight no more. D D# D C When we met I was sure out to lunch. D G D D# G Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch. Sweet as the punch.

Written by Tandyn Almer

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