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Jim Reeves

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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

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