My Mary

Mary big brown eyes Mary ruby lips

I take a trip every evening journey

Down a memory lane

Strolling again those familiar paths

Dreaming those dreams again

I can always see my sweetheart

Dressed like she used to be

Waiting for someone by the garden gate

I know that someone is me

Big brown eyes ruby lips can't you tell it's Mary

Rosy cheeks curly hair can't you tell it's my Mary

All times in the evenings we'd go scrolling

Hand in hand together beneath the pepper trees

I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight

Dreaming of the hours I've spent with my Mary

All times in the evenings

We'd go strolling

Hand in hand together beneath the pepper trees

I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight

Dreaming of the hours I've spent with my Mary

My Mary - Jim Reeves