Translation: Josh Gracin. Unbelievable (Ann Marie).
but you didn?t let it show Fill your suitcase up with pride searching for another place to hide Nobody to talk to but yourself and her memory But Ann Marie
Well now, ol' Mary Ann You know you sure look fine Well now, ol' Mary Ann You know you sure look fine Well now, ol' Mary Ann I love you all the time
sea, Mary Ann Ten thousand miles away from home Ten thousand miles or more The sea may freeze and the earth may burn If I never no more return to you, Mary Ann
you my dear Mary Ann. The lobster boiling in the pot, The bluefish on the hook; The pain they bear is nothing like The ache I bear for you my dear Mary Ann
Mary-Ann, I'm really crazy 'bout you, do what I can. I just can't live without you, Mary-Ann, Mary-Ann. Mary-Ann, my life was built around you.
Mary Ann, I'm really crazy 'bout you, do what I can I just can't live without you Mary Ann, Mary Ann Mary Ann, my life was built around you stars and
't eat I can't sleep for over and over again My mind reads that letter and I cry for my Mary Ann Mary Ann regrets... [ ac.guitar ] My Mary had died too
ask you how married are you Mary Ann How married are you Mary Ann how much of a chance do I stand On a scale of one to ten how married are you Mary Ann
Silence fills the room calmness is complete misery is fading away from her face her restless soul is forever gone always running away from here she left
me crazy Mary Ann won't you leave me alone for a while I see your beauty Mary Ann there's only one girl here that I want to date Mary Ann won't you leave
me walk you down the line I said, "Oh Mary Ann, you sure do look fine" I said, "Oh Mary Ann I can love you all the time" Well, now oh Mary Ann I can
hieß Mary Ann und war sein Schiff er hielt ihr die Treue was keiner begriff. Es gab so viele Schiffe so schön und so groß doch die Mary Ann
Mary liked to run around, And break the hearts of all the lonely boys in town, Again, Round and round and round she goes, You know she proves she just
you my dear Mary Ann. The lobster boiling in the pot, The bluefish on the hook; The pain they bear is nothing like The ache I bear for you, my dear Mary Ann
and over again My mind reads that letter and I cry for my Mary Ann, Mary Ann regrets My Mary Ann died, they said she just wasted away My Mary had died
well now, ooh maryanne, you know you sure like fine well now, ooh maryanne, you know you sure like fine well now, ooh maryanne, i could love you all the
