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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Date: Fri, 5 Apr 1996 22:25:31 -0400
From: mcorbett@TartanNET.ns.ca (Mike Corbett)


ANNA MARIE                   BY BOB SNIDER


D        A7 D       A7
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE
G                       D
WE MET ACROSS A CROWDED TABLE SOMEWHERE
           A7
I COULDN'T SAY YOU WERN'T THERE,
           D
I TRIED SO HARD NOT TO STARE.
G                         D
I THOUGHT I SAW YOU MAYBE GIVE ME THE EYE,
           A7                         D
I WONDERED WHO WAS THE GUY SITTING BESIDE YOU...
         A7 D       A7
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

I ASKED A FRIEND OF MINE IF YOU WERE ALONE,
SHE SAID SHE DIDN'T KNOW BUT SHE THOUGHT SO.
SHE GAVE ME YOUR NUMBER AND I GAVE YOU A CALL,
BUT ALL I GOT BACK WAS YOUR ANSWERING MACHINE...
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

WE MET A FEW DAYS LATER OUT IN THE STREET,
YOU SEEMED HAPPY TO MEET, WE WENT AND HAD SOMETHING TO EAT.
WE TALKED A BIT ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE LIKE,
YOU TOLD ME HORSES AND YOUR NEW MOUNTAIN BIKE...
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

A BAND OF STREET MUSICIANS STARTED TO PLAY,
THE AIR CAME ALIVE IN THE OUTDOOR CAFE.
THE WAITRESS SMILED AS SHE BALANCED HER TRAY,
AND DID A LITTLE DANCE ALL THE WAY DOWN THE AISLE...
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

FOR THE REST OF THE DAY WE WANDERED THE TOWN,
WHERE THE BAG LADY LIES, WHERE THE BUS TURNS AROUND.
WHERE THE CAR RADIOS WITH THE WINDOWS ROLLED DOWN,
PLAYED A BEATLES SONG THAT MAKES ME THINK OF YOU...
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

WELL THE MONEY COMES IN, BUT ITS SO HARD TO HOLD.
IF YOU GOT IT YOU'RE HOT, IF YOU HAVN'T YOU'RE COLD.
THE ROYAL TOWER MAY BE MADE OUT OF GOLD,
BUT ALL I SEE IN IT IS ANNA MARIE...
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

WHERE YOU MAY BE NOW, I HAVE NO WAY TO KNOW.
YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING, YOU JUST PICK UP AND GO.
THERE'S AN ACHE IN YOUR HEART, AND IT'S HURTING YOU SO,
BUT I KNOW YOU'RE THE FIRST TO LAUGH ABOUT IT ALL...
ANNA MARIE, ANNA MARIE.

TRANSCRIBED BY MIKE CORBETT (MCORBETT@TARTANNET.NS.CA)

Mike Corbett
Box 173
Bear River, N.S.
BOS 1BO
Phone: 902-467-3871

            
            
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