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Met her in old mexico

She was laughing sad and young

In a smokey room no-one could see

All the poets they agreed

Spanish is a loving tongue but

She never spoke spanish to me

She was born in Monterey

And all the Christmas songs were sung

The padre knew what she'd grow up to be

Saints and sinners all agree

Spanish is a loving song

But she never spoke Spanish to me

Refrain:

Like a lion screamin in the jungleO

She never

She spoke to all the shadows in her bungalow

But she never spoke Spanish to me.

She said "If you're from Texas,son,

Where's your boots and where's your gun?"

I smiled and said " I got guns no-one can see!"

She laughed at that and both agreed

Spanish is a loving tongue but

She never spoke Spanish to me.

I left her in old Mexico....