She was a rose in Spanish clothes Had her hair hung down, all shiny brown I asked her name as the sun did wane She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’ She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’
And that’s when cold said I was old That I had no reason to sing this song But I was fooled, my heart was unschooled And Maria came along In a bomber jacket, chewing gum On an ancient cycle, in the streets of town She rode her Harley, I wore a gun No one ever said a thing about what we’d done This old poet and his girl so young Were blind to time, refused to run Came full circle in Mexico In the night by the stars and the moon glow
She was a rose in Spanish clothes Had her hair hung down, all shiny brown I asked her name as the sun did wane She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’ She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’