Mary May & Bobby

It was a fine day in the fifth grade When Mary May let Bobby walk her home from school He had her books in hand and he was listening to every word she said Like it was the gospel or the prophecies And he loved the way her hair fell across her dress Went home singing "Who Wrote The Book of Love" And "Try A Little Tenderness," yeah The next day on the playground Bobby sat Mary down On the swingset behind the sandbox And she said, "Bobby I just want to play So what is this you have to say?" He said, "Mary, marry me We could live out by the sea Like they do on the movie screens Oh, marry me, Mary May, Before you go back to play." It was graduation day They were waiting on a plane to take Mary away She said, "There's nothing left for me here but you Bobby, I hope that you can find yourself, too There's so much that I wish to know And I have to do this on my own And I hope that you can understand Bobby, write me when you can" And he said, "Take my high school ring So from time to time now you can think of me And there's just one more thing before you leave" He said, "Mary, marry me We could live out by the sea Oh, like they do on the movie screen Oh, marry me, Mary May Before you up and fly away" So much time has passed since that day Mary stopped writing years ago And Bobby never took his music on the road Guess he never really gave up hope Now Mary she's got everything she thought she wanted Got a PhD, she is an independent business woman Climbing up the corporate ladder Though it really don't seem to matter She is lonely beyond belief So one day she went home Looking for the only love she'd ever known She found him once again Playing a circuit at a Holiday Inn Still singing a song about the one gone long ago Just goes to show you never know She took his hand in hers Got everything she had planned and rehearsed She said, "Bobby, marry me We could live in a apartment building with a window view We could take in movies on the weekend While we're planning our vacation Take a honeymoon by the sea Oh Bobby, won't you just marry me? Won't you just marry me? Oh please, marry me" It was a fine day in the fifth grade When Mary May let Bobby walk her home from school