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[Spoken:] |
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Back in the innocent days |
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There was a young Cowboy |
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Who was in love with a Mexican girl, |
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Only she didn't know it, |
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And he would watch her when she walked back, |
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In the cotton dress which danced in the wind |
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And her eyes held the stars |
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Now, she was the most beautiful thing |
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That cowboy had ever seen |
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Sent down straight from heaven |
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But he was afraid he would never win her heart |
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'Cause of some family scars left by the rain forest |
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But oww... how he loved her. |
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Senoritra passing by |
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Pardon me if I stop and ask you why |
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Senorita could it be |
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Someone like you could love someone like me? |
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[Instrumental] |
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[Spoken:] |
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So he walked up to her |
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Tipped his hat and introduced himself |
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And she looked up at him and didn't know what to say. |
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So he told her the story of his family |
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The trouble that brought the barbed wire |
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And all the things that he could'nt change |
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And then he told her that he loved her |
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And he studied her reaction |
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And by the time the spring rains came |
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They were married |
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Now, there's an ol' song that my family used to sing |
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'Bout a young cowboy and a mexican girl |
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And how they fell in love. |
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Senorita passing by |
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Pardon me if I stop and ask you why |
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Senorita could it be |
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Someone like you could love someone like me. |
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Senoritra passing by |
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Pardon me if I stop and ask you why |
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Senorita could it be |
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Someone like you could love someone like. |
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Someone like you could love someone like me... |