People talking sound like dogs
Barking through the trees
Making no sense at all
Meaning nothing to me
Mother Mary
Quite contrary
I did not mean to let you go so quick
People talking crack me up
They don't have a little clue
What it's like to be me
What it's like to lose you
Mother Mary
I grow weary
I did not mean to let you go so quick
People talking sound like dogs
Barking up the wrong tree
Take a good man down
And set the evil free
Mother Mary
Quite contrary
I did not mean to let you go so quick
Writer: MARK EVERETT
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Barking through the trees
Making no sense at all
Meaning nothing to me
Mother Mary
Quite contrary
I did not mean to let you go so quick
People talking crack me up
They don't have a little clue
What it's like to be me
What it's like to lose you
Mother Mary
I grow weary
I did not mean to let you go so quick
People talking sound like dogs
Barking up the wrong tree
Take a good man down
And set the evil free
Mother Mary
Quite contrary
I did not mean to let you go so quick
Writer: MARK EVERETT
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
