We blew off immigration, the moon was sittin' high
We drove from 
Lacandona into 
ComitanGloria was singin' and 
Cecilia closed her eyes
And I saw them drifting out over the night sky
I said Nuevas 
Senoritas"Are you gone to brighter days?Have you found your greener valleyAnd the place where your heart stays?"
Headed back to the flatlands and you headed up to the hills
Rain brings you home middle of 
JulyI guess 
I just got lonesome, think about how you feel
Six months gone no one to dry your eyes
I said Nuevas 
Senoritas"Are you gone to brighter days?Have you found your greener valleyAnd the place where your heart stays?"
I said Nuevas 
Senoritas"Are you gone to brighter days?Have you found your greener valleyAnd the place where your heart stays?"