Sweet Mary I’ve got to be leaving Oh I can’t let you into my life Cause I know it would end in grieving and the last thing I need is a wife When I met I met you for pleasure And the good times of running around Then you seemed to be so understanding >From the weight that’s been draggin me down The good times are coming between us Though you helped me I’m carrying my load And I’ve never felt more like a lover but I’m running right off the road Sweet Mary I’ve got to be leaving Oh I can’t let you into my life Cause I know it would end in grieving and the last thing I need is a wife Oh it’s nothing you said or invited And it’s nothing you did that was wrong Our love together was heaven but I promised myself to be strong Sweet Mary I’ve got to be leaving Oh I can’t let you into my life Cause I know it would end in grieving and the last thing I need is a wife