(Marie's the name) His Latest Flame
Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman / Elvis Presley (1961)
| G | Em | G | Em | |
| A very old | friend | came by to | day |
| G | Em | |
| 'Cos he was | telling every | one in town |
| G | Em | |
| About the love that | he just found |
| C | D7 | G | Em | G | Em | ||
| And Marie's the | name | - | of his latest | flame. |
| He talked and talked and I heard him say: |
| That she had the longest blackest hair, |
| The prettiest green eyes anywhere, |
| And Marie's the name of his latest flame. |
| D7 | C | D7 | C | |
| Though I smiled the | tears inside were a- | burning. |
| D7 | C | D7 | C | |
| I | wished him luck and | then he said good | bye. |
| D7 | C | D7 | C | |
| He was gone but | still his words kept re | turning. |
| D7 | C | G | Em | G | |
| What | else was there for | me to do but | cry? |
| Would you believe that yesterday |
| This girl was in my arms and swore to me |
| She'd be mine eternally? |
| And Marie's the name of his latest flame. |
| Though I smiled the tears inside were a-burning. |
| I wished him luck and then he said goodbye. |
| He was gone but still his words kept returning. |
| What else was there for me to do but cry? |
| Would you believe that yesterday |
| This girl was in my arms and swore to me |
| She'd be mine eternally? |
| And Marie's the name of his latest flame. |
| Yes Marie's the name - of his latest flame. |