If My Mary Were Here Chords by Harry Chapin

_ God it's amazing how there have been certain key moments in my life when I've been a real SOB and that doesn't turn out
Well, and then I go back and ask somebody a pity on me, you know, it's amazing.
Here we go.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] I
Would not be so stoned if my [C#m] Mary were [A] here
[E] I _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] don't think I'd have phoned you [A] if my Mary were here
[B] But I'm standing [D] here in tatters [G#m] like some rag [F#m] pickers dream
[B] Tumbling down [D] the rapids [G#m] of a swollen flood [B] tank stream and [E] I would not be alone
If my Mary were here, [D] but she took on and [A] Lord, I'm lost
[E] I _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] don't think I'd be drinking if my Mary [A] were here
[C#m] [Bm] And I know [E] what I'd be thinking if [A] my Mary were here
We'd [B] be wrapping up [F#m] a blanket full [G#m] of cheddar cheese and [F#m] wine
[B] packing [A] up our camper [G#m] with a
[F#m] Rendezvous in [B] mind [E] and we'd picnic out in Lincoln [C#m] Park
Mary were here, [D] but she split
So [A] I got there
I'm [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ [D] so sorry that [E] I called you babe [F#m] in the middle [E] of the night
[Bm] But you're the [E] one who listens [C#m] when I need a little [F#] light
[B] And oh, we [F#m] haven't talked since [B] I dropped you [A] in the dirt.
[B] I know you're [F#m] not my lady now but [C#] baby
[F#m] _ How I [B] hurt
_ [F#m] _
_ [G#m] [F#m] I [E] would toss away my troubles [A] when my Mary was here
[E] But I'm lost inside the rubble
[A] Cuz my Mary is not here.
[B] I'm a sad [F#m] sexer
Galahad [G#m] who sorts around [F#m] his [B] knees
With a grail no [A] longer holy [G#m] and a prayer that's [F#m] saying please
[E] I'm drunk and see him double cuz [A] my Mary's not here.
[D] Are you there?
Could you [A] still care?
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ You know, I [D] could whistle up [E] an old tomb babe [F#m] that your memory just might [E] recall
And I [D] could rustle up [E] some reminisce about [C#m] the good old days and [F#] all
[E] If I [B] was seeking someone [F#m] else, you know, I could [B] find some way to [A] hide
But I'm [B] just bleeding like [F#m] a pauper babe, and it leaves [A] no
place [E] for [B] pride _ _
[C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ It's too quiet in this house
[B] _ Mary's not [G#] here.
I'm a young [F#] old sudden south [B] cuz my memory is not here
[C#] But could I [B] come on over [A#m] with my heart [G#m] in my [C#] hands?
Placing [B] on your pillow babe [A#m] like a rusty [G#m] old tin can [F#] I know I'm just a louse
But my [B] Mary is not here once [G#m] again
be [B] the friend
_ [G#m] That you've been and take [B] me _ [F#] take me
_ _ _ [B] _ Please take [F#] me
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _