| South of the border, down Mexico way.
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| That’s where I fell in love where stars above, came out to play.
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| And now as I wonder, my thoughts ever stray.
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| South of the border, down Mexico way.
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| She was a picture, in old spanish ways.
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| Just for a tender while I kissed the smile, upon her face.
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| For it was fiesta, and love had it’s day.
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| South of the border, down Mexico way.
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| Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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| Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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| Then she sighed as she whispered manyana, never dreaming that we were parting.
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| And I lied as I whispered manyana, for our tomorrow never came.
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| South of the border, I rode back one day.
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| There in a veil of white by candlelight, she kneeled to pray.
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| The mission bells told me, that I shouldn’t stay.
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| South of the border, down Mexico way.
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| Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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| Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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| Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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| Good bye good bye. |