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