"Spanish Is The Lovin' Tongue" lyrics

"Spanish Is The Lovin' Tongue"

Spanish is the lovin' tongue
Soft as springtime, light as spray
There was a girl I learned it from
Living down Sonora way
Now I don't look much like a lover
Yet I say her love words over
Late at night when I'm all alone
"Mi amor, mi corazon"

There were nights when I would ride
She would listen for my spurs
Fling that big door open wide
Raise those laughing eyes of hers
And how those hours would get to flyin'
Pretty soon, I'd hear her cryin'
"Please, don't leave me all alone
Mi amor, mi corazon"

Then one night I had to fly
I got into a foolish gamblin' fight
I had a swift goodbye
In that black unlucky night
And traveling north, her words kept ringing
And every word I could hear her singing
"Please, don't leave me all alone
Mi amor, mi corazon"

Well, I ain't never seen her since that night
I can't cross the line now
She was Mexican, and I was White
Like as not, it's better so
And yet I've always sort of missed her
Since that last wild night I kissed her
I left my heart, but I lost my own
"Mi amor, mi corazon"


Writer(s): Michael Martin Murphey
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