C 

               Am 
Mary Ann was a waitress at the circus 
F                        G                          C 
Dan was a writer for the Delaware locale observer 
                   Am 
Just 21 and just 2 months out of the service 
F                            G             C 
Missing half an eyelid so he had to wear a patch… 

              Am 
Mary Ann introduced herself to Dan 
         F                          G                               C 
She said do you like the menu or do you need me to read it to you 
                          Am 
Halfway angry half turned on and half confused 
   F                                G              C 
He took her by the arm and went out back to make a match 


And he said… 
       Am                F                      G      C 
So long to my former life, to a worried life so long 
       Am               F      G                C 
So long to a harder life, to a troubled life so long 

                      Am 
Lying there under the soft glow of the sunrise 
    F                                G                          C 
The moon was still awake and all the generators lowly humming 
                                 Am 
She picked a flower and fastened it on to his bad eye 
         F                                 G 
She said come on let’s get married I think we might get along 

               C 
And she said… 
       Am                F                      G      C 
So long to my former life, to a selfish life so long 
       Am                F                      G      C 
So long to a bitter life, to a troubled life so long 

C Am F G x2 

C                           Am 
Dan he was no poet couldn’t dance he never slept 
       F                                  G                              C 
He had nightmares every night of rain and fire on those bloody beaches 
                                   Am 
Just then the dew dropped from the flower and he wept 
     F                      G 
Mary Ann you are a melody I think I wrote a song 

               C 
It goes like… 
       Am                 F                       G      C 
So long to my worried life, to a lonesome life so long 
       Am                  F                      G 
So long to a wandering life, to a wounded life so long 

                  C 
And we all said… 
       Am                F                                  G      C 
So long to those memories, to everything we can’t let go so long 
       Am                   F        G                 C      F 
So long to our former selves, to our selfish selves so long 
       G                 Am 
To our selfish selves so long 
       G                 C     G  C 
To our selfish selves so long