[Intro -- fiddle]
I take a trip every evening journey down memory's lane
Strolling along those familiar paths living those days again
I can always see my sweetheart dressed as she used to be
Waiting for someone by the garden gate and I know that someone is me
Big brown eyes and curly hair can't you tell that's Mary
Rosy cheeks and ruby lips can't you tell that's Mary
Ofttimes in the evening we went strolling
Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree
And I feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Just a-dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary
[Fiddle - guitar - recitation]
Oh gee
Wouldn't it be great to open the doors of the past
And live again and live again in yesterday
No matter where I roam
Why there's always an achin' spot in my heart
For my Mary
Ofttimes in the evening we went strolling
Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree
And I feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Just a-dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary
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