Luyện nghe bài hát My Mary

I a trip every evening
down memory lane
I'm walkin' again those paths
Dreaming those dreams

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

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

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

Ofttimes in the
Oh, gee wouldn't it be to open up the doors of the past
And again as yesterday
But you know no matter where I wander no matter where I

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