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c2022 Tim Brickley and David Rheins

Lyrics

Maryjayne (it’s four twenty and I think of you.)

It’s four twenty
and I think of you, Maryjayne.
Since you ran out on me
things ain’t quite the same, Maryjayne.
There’s no color in this lonely sky,
without you honey I just wanna cry.
I’m sad and only feeling pain,
without you, Maryjayne.

I miss your tender touch
and your sweet smell, Maryjayne.
Without you, darling,
I don’t do so well, Maryjayne.
You left me high and dry,
without you, honey, I just wanna die.
I’m sad and only feeling pain,
without you, Maryjayne.

Maryjayne. Mary Jay-yay-yay-yay-jayne.

We met back in high school,
Maryjayne, my-my-Maryjayne.
Laughing in the parking lot
at their silly rules, Maryjayne.
You showed me how to laugh and sing,
you flower/angel/anything.
I know for you someday freedom will ring,
we need you, Maryjayne.

Maryjayne. Mary Jay-yay-yay-yay-jayne.

It’s four twenty
and I think of you, Maryjayne..