Spanish Is a Loving Tongue

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.»
On the nights when i would ride
She would listen for my spurs
Throw the big door open wide
Raise those loving arms of hers;
How those hours would go a-flying!
And too soon I’d hear her sighing
In her little sorry tone:
«Mi amor, mi corazón!»
I ain’t seen her since that night;
Oh, I can’t cross the Line, you know
I’m wanted for a foolish gambling fight
Like as not it’s better so
And I’ve always sort of missed her
Since that last sad night when I kissed her;
Left her heart and lost my own:
«Adios, mi corazón!»
Left her heart and lost my own:
«Adios, mi corazón!»