One evening when the sun was low my brown eyes whispered, "I must go."
Not one minute would she wait. She kissed my cheek and left my gate.
[Chorus]
Those brown eyes I loved so well. Those brown eyes I long to see.
How I long for those brown eyes. Strangers they have grown to be.
One night I met her on the street. I tipped my hat but I could not speak.
Another man was by her side. Soon I thought she'd be his bride.
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