Nothing’s quite as pretty as Mary in the morningWhen through a sleepy haze I see her lying there.
Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers
Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair.
When I awake and see her there so [Bm7/E]close beside me,
I want to take her in my arms
The[Bm7/E] ache is there so deep inside me.
Nothing’s quite as pretty as Mary in the morning,
Chasing rainbows in her dreams so far away.
And when she turns to touch it, I kiss her face so softly.
And my Mary wakes to love another day.
And Ma – ry’s there in sunny days or s[Bm7/E]tormy weather.
She doesn’t care, ’cause right or wrong,
The [Bm7/E]love we share, we share together.
Nothing’s quite as pretty as Mary in the evening
Kissed by the shades of night and starlight in her hair.
And as we walk, I hold her close beside me.
All our tomorrows for a lifetime we will share. Um – um um – um.