Blueberry Hill by Fats Domino.
My late DH and I would go after work up 99 highway to the little round rock restaurant called Blueberry Hill. We would sit back in a dark and almost hidden booth and eat blueberry pie, listen to Fats Domino on the juke box, and whisper sweet nothings to each other.
Both DH and the restaurant are gone now, both just sweet memories
Lovely song and beautiful memories.