(Chorus) American me, so wild and so free Crossing the border mean nothing to me The milk and the honey were power and greed That's how it goes, American me.
(Verse) And the ? sun rising slow in the morning Makes river lost low like the gold and a tanned hand is fast The children are waiting as Clement, they're washing their bodies And pitchers of wine in the bed by the old Rio Grande
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(Verse 2) Long years ago I was there with a Mexican lady A beautiful body, so graceful and ? sang A mission bells ranging, we both gave our hearts to each other Then we made love in the bed of the old Rio Grande.