my Mary

My Mary (Album Version) - Willie Nelson

I take a trip every evening strolling down memory lane
Im 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 youd tell thats Mary
Rosy cheeks and ruby lips
Cant you tell thats Mary
Ofttimes in the evening wed 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 wed 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