Luyện nghe bài hát My Mary

I a trip every evening
Scrolling memory lane
I'm walkin' again those familiar
those dreams again

And I can see my sweetheart
Just as she to be
Waiting for someone at the garden
And I that someone is me

Big eyes and curly hair
And you'd that's Mary
Rosy cheeks and lips
Can't you tell that's

Of times in the evenings we'd go
Hand in hand beneath the pepper tree
And I can her hand in mine as I sit alone tonight
Dreaming of the times I with Mary

in the evenings
Oh, gee wouldn't it be wonderful to open up the of the past
And live again as
But you know no where I wander no matter where I roam

always be a place in my heart boys
For a girl away back for a girl that I used to call