Capo 4 

Intro: D G  

   D  
If you ain't got two kids by 21,  
your probably gonna die alone  
G  
 at least that's what tradition told you.  
    D  
And it don't matter if you don't believe,   
                             G  
come sunday morning you best be there  
in the front row, like your s'posed to.  

Bb6                          D  
Same hurt in every heart.  
Bb6                               A  
Same trailer, different park.  

G  
Mamas hooked on Mary Kay  
Brothers hooked on Mary Jane  
    D  
And Daddies hooked on Mary two doors down.  
G  
Mary Mary quite contrary,  
we get bored so we get married  
    D                 A              Em7  
and just like dust we settle in this town.  
        G                D                   A            Em7         
On this broken Merry go 'round and round and round we go, where it stops   
  G          D  
nobody knows  
             A                           D  
and it ain't slowin down, this merry go round  

D  
We think the first time's good enough,  
                                G  
So we hold on to highschool love,  
Say we won't end up like our parents.  

D  
Tiny little boxes in a row,   
                                     G  
ain't what you want it's what you know,  
Just happy in the shoes your wearin.  


Bb6                                        D  
Same checks we're always cashin,  
Bb6                           A  
to buy a little more distraction.  

G  
Mamas hooked on Mary Kay  
Brothers hooked on Mary Jane  
    D  
And Daddies hooked on Mary two doors down.  
G  
Mary Mary quite contrary,  
we get bored so we get married  
    D                 A              Em7  
and just like dust we settle in this town.  
        G                D                   A            Em7         
On this broken Merry go 'round and round and round we go, where it stops   
  G          D  
nobody knows  
             A                           D  
and it ain't slowin down, this merry go round  


G  
Mary Mary quite contrary,  
we're so bored until we're burried  
    D                 A              Em7  
and just like dust we settle in this town.  
        G                D    A   Em7         
On this broken Merry go 'round  
  G          D   A Em7 G  
Merry Go 'Round  

D  
Jack and Jill went up the hill,  
Jack burned out on booze and pills,  
G  
and mary had a little lamb,  
                               D  
mary just don't give a damn no more