Mary Wanna?

I’m tired of watching you

Wiping syrup off the counter

Puttin’ in too many hours

Saving up for that someday

Parking ticket on your dashboard

A Pall Mall by the back door

I bet you started smoking just to get a break

And this town ain’t gonna miss us anyway

Mary, wanna marry me?

We'll run away to Tennessee

Or hunker down somewhere between

Rome and Chattanooga

You'll be the queen of my double-wide

Until the day the music dies

We’ll wash down our slice of pie

With whiskey hallelujahs

We'll be high on love

That will be high enough

Get my good Levis off the clothesline

Hang up that frying pan

And empty out that Folgers can

Before it gets too late

We'll be laughing at the dogwoods

Bouncing June bugs off the car hood

We can stop and see Rock City on the way

Hey Mary, wanna marry me?

We'll run away to Tennessee

Or hunker down somewhere between

Rome and Chattanooga

You'll be the queen of my double-wide

Until the day the music dies

We’ll wash down our slice of pie

With whiskey hallelujahs

We'll be high on love

That will be high enough

A pocket full of Sweet'n Low

I’ll take my next coffee to go

Mary, I'll see you tomorrow night

And I’ll say

Mary, wanna marry me?

We'll run away to Tennessee

Or hunker down somewhere between

Here and Chattanooga

You'll be the queen of my double-wide

Until the day the music dies

We’ll wash down our slice of pie

With whiskey hallelujahs

We'll be high on love

That will be high enough

Yeah, we'll be high on love

That will be high enough