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      Of times 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      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   For a girl away back for a girl that I used to call Mary