day school let out each summer,
all the kids would come to our backyard
and we'd play ball and keep
And all the boys would do just fine,
but one thing was never known
I sacrificed my backlot average,
so Mary couldn't make it home
So Mary couldn't make it home,
so Mary couldn't make it home
Well, Mary was the first girl
I ever knew to have a paper route
I taught her how to fold them up
and how to throw them out
when the rain would start to come
so Mary could make it home
So Mary couldn't make it home,
So Mary couldn't make it home,
Well, my old Schwinn was a rusty sin,
So Mary couldn't make it home
Well, I held hands and carried books
But I held and carried Mary
And when Mary's dead he said,
Well, I've missed the ends
So Mary could make it home
So Mary could make it home
So Mary could make it home
So Mary could make it home
It must have been fif teen years
Since we had seen each other
But a few months ago, I ran into Mary
and we had lunch together
She asked if I would phone
I lied and said I'd better not
So Mary could make it home
So Mary could make it home
So Mary could make it home
Now the love we steal is short but real
So Mary can make it home,