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Sweet Mary I've got to be leavin'Oh, I can't let you into my life'Cause I know it would end in off grievingAnd the last thing I need is a wifeWhen I met you I met you for pleasureAnd the good times of runnin' aroundThen you seemed so understandingFrom the weight that's been draggin' me downThen the good times are coming between usThough you helped me I'm burning my loadAnd I've never felt more like a loverBut I'm running right off the roadSweet Mary I've got to be leavin'Oh, I can't let you into my life'Cause I know it would end off in grievingAnd the last thing I need is a wifeOh, it's nothing you said or invitedAnd it's nothing you did that was wrongAnd our love together was HeavenAnd I promised myself to be strongSweet Mary I've got to be leavin'Oh, I can't let you into my life'Cause I know it would end off in grievingAnd the last thing I need is a wife. From Letras Mania