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I used to get in trouble with my momma and daddy
For calling Mary names
More than once I got a sore sit me down
For calling Mary names
But little girls just didn’t fit in
With little boys playing cowboys and Indians
Every night’s a stolen game
For calling Mary names
No telling how many times I had to stay after school
For calling Mary names
Wore out the blackboard writing I’m a bad boy
For calling Mary names
She couldn’t play baseball she couldn’t ride a bike
In fact she couldn’t play any games little boys liked
I was always getting the blame
For calling Mary names
Then we started growing up then we were in our teens
Then something started showing up that I had never seen
All of a sudden one day I looked and Mary sure had changed
Seems like it happened all overnight and Mary was rearranged
Ah but that all happened so long ago
You see Mary’s my wife now and I just love her so
But one thing sure hasn’t changed
I’m still calling Mary names like darling then sweetheart
Then baby I love you calling Mary names