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South of the border, down Mexico way. |
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That's where I fell in love where stars above, came out to play. |
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And now as I wonder, my thoughts ever stray. |
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South of the border, down Mexico way. |
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She was a picture, in old spanish ways. |
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Just for a tender while I kissed the smile, upon her face. |
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For it was fiesta, and love had it's day. |
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South of the border, down Mexico way. |
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay) |
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay) |
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Then she sighed as she whispered manyana, never dreaming that we were parting. |
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And I lied as I whispered manyana, for our tomorrow never came. |
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South of the border, I rode back one day. |
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There in a veil of white by candlelight, she kneeled to pray. |
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The mission bells told me, that I shouldn't stay. |
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South of the border, down Mexico way. |
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay) |
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay) |
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay) |
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Good bye good bye. |
