I take a trip every evening, strolling down memory lane
I'm walkin' again those old familiar paths and dreaming those dreams again
And I can always see my sweetheart just as she used to be
Waiting for someone at the garden gate and I know that someone is me
Big brown eyes and curly hair
And you'd tell that's Mary
Rosy cheeks and ruby lips
Can't you tell that's Mary?
Ofttimes in the evening, we'd go strolling
Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree
And I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary
Ofttimes in the evening, we'd go strolling
Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree
And I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary
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