Spanish is the loving tongue, Soft as music, light as spray: 'Twas a girl I learned it from, Living down Sonora way. I don't look much like a lover, Yet I say her love words over, Often when I'm all alone -- "Mi amor, mi corazón."
Nights when she knew where I'd ride She would listen for my spurs, Fling the big door open wide, Raise them laughin' eyes of hers; And my heart would nigh stop beating When I heard her tender greeting, Whispered soft for me alone -- "Mi amor, mi corazón."
Moonlight in the patio, Old Senora nodding near, Me and Juana talking low So the Madre couldn't hear; How those hours would go a-flyin'! And too soon I'd hear her sighin' In her little sorry tone -- "Adios, mi corazón!"
But one time I had to fly For a foolish gamblin' fight, And we said a swift goodbye In that black unlucky night. When I'd loosed her arms from clingin' With her words the hoofs kept ringin' As I galloped north alone -- "Adios, mi corazón!"
Never seen her since that night -- I can't cross the Line, you know. She was "Mex" and I was white; Like as not it's better so. Yet I've always sort of missed her Since that last wild night I kissed her; Left her heart and lost my own -- "Adios, mi corazón!"