Текст песни My Mary - Willie Nelson with Merle Haggard

I take a trip every evening
Strolling down memory lane
I'd walk in again those old familiar dreams
Dreaming those dreams again

I can always see my sweetheart
Just as she used to be
Waiting for someone at the garden gate
I know that someone is me

Big brown eyes, curly hair
Can't you tell that's Mary?
Rosy cheeks, ruby lips
Can't you tell that's Mary?

Ofttimes in the evening, we'd go strolling
Hand in hand together, 'neath the poplar tree
I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary

Ofttimes in the evening, we'd go strollin'
Hand in hand together 'neath the poplar tree
I can feel her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Dreaming of the hours I spent with Mary