Along Comes Mary
The Association
1966
jaar
Top 40
34
piekpositie
Top 40
4
weken
Top 40
19
punten
Top 40
"Along comes Mary" werd door verschillende Amerikaanse radiostations geweigerd, omdat door sommigen werd aangenomen dat "Mary" op de drug marihuana. Het was de enige Top 40-notering voor de groep en de song kwam niet hoger dan een schamele 34e plaats.
Trivia
Artiest
Titel A-kant
Along Comes Mary
Lengte A-kant
2:51
Componist(en) A-kant
Tandyn Almer, Ruthann Friedman
Producer(s) A-kant
Curt Boettcher
Titel B-kant
Your Own Love
Lengte B-kant
2:19
Componist(en) B-kant
Tandyn Almer, Ruthann Friedman
Producer(s) B-kant
Curt Boettcher
Platenlabel
Riviera
Catalogusnr
121 083
Hoogste positie UK
-
Hoogste positie US
7
Album
And Then... Along Comes The Association
Top 40
Songtekst
Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely
Someone calls on me
And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse
And curse those faults in me
And then along comes Mary
And does she want to give me kicks , and be my steady chick
And give me pick of memories
Or maybe rather gather tales of all the fails and tribulations
No one ever sees
When we met I was sure out to lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks
Whose sickness is the games they play
And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes
As who is most to blame today
And then along comes Mary
And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality
From where she got her name
And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch as hers
Will make them not the same
When we met I was sure out to lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
And when the morning of the warning's passed, the gassed
And flaccid kids are flung across the stars
The psychodramas and the traumas gone
The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars
And then along comes Mary
And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains
She left the night before
Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies, and make them
Realize their urgent cry for sight no more
When we met I was sure out to lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch