Marys Place
I got seven pictures of buddha
The prophets on my tongue
Eleven angels of mercy
Sighin over that black hole in the sun
My hearts dark but its risin
Im pullin all the faith I can see
From that black hole on the horizon
I hear your voice calling me
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at marys place
Familiar faces around me
Laughter fills the air
Your loving grace surrounds me
Everybodys here
Furnitures out on the front porch
Musics up loud
I dream of you in my arms
I lose myself in the crowd
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Tell me how do you live broken-hearted
Meet me at marys place
I got a picture of you in my locket
I keep it close to my heart
Its a light shining in my breast
Leading me through the dark
Seven days, seven candles
In my window lighting your way
Your favorite records on the turntable
I drop the needle and pray (turn it up)
Bands countin out midnight (turn it up)
Floors rumblin loud (turn it up)
Singers callin up daylight (turn it up)
And waitin for that shout from the crowd
(turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
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song performed by Bruce Springsteen
Added by Lucian Velea
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