Lyrics

Oh, my Marie
Are you tired of driving around?
Oh, my Marie
Stay a while with me

Oh, my Marie
What you doing in the morning?
Oh, my Marie
What you doing to me?

You’ve been seeing this world, flying over the ocean
You’ve been leaving me back in the cold Midwest
You’ve got a way of leaving that makes me wait
You’ve got a way of coming back & torturing me
Oh, my sweet Marie
Oh, my sweet Marie

Oh, my Marie
Where’s your guitar & your case?
Oh, my Marie
Did you mean to go so far?

Oh, my Marie
What’s that blood on your lip?
Oh, my Marie
They’re gonna put you down

You’ve been seeing this world, flying over the ocean
You’ve been leaving me back in the cold Midwest
You’ve got a way of leaving that makes me wait
You’ve got a way of coming back & torturing me
Oh, my sweet Marie
Oh, my sweet Marie

Don’t go anywhere, I’m still your friend
You know this ain’t how things need to end
Oh, Marie