I take a trip every evening scrolling down memory lane
I`m walkin` again those familiar paths 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 pearly hair and you`d tell that`s Mary
Rosy cheeks and ruby lips can`t you tell that`s Mary
Ofttimes in the evenings we`d go scrolling
Hand in hand together beneath the pepper tree
And I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Dreaming of the times I spent with Mary
[ fiddle - guitar ]
Ofttimes in the evenings...
Oh gee wouldn`t it be wonderful to open up the doors of the past
And live again as yesterday
But you know no matter where I wander no matter where I roam
There`ll always be a place in my heart boys
Fofr a girl away back for a girl that I used to call Mary
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