Spanish Is a Loving Tongue

Spanish is a loving tongue Soft as music, light as spray 'Twas a boy I learnt it from Living down Sonora way He didn't look much like a lover Yet I say his love words over Often when I'm all alone Mi amor, mi corazon Moonlight on the patio Old Seсora nodding near Me and Juan were talking low So the Madre couldn't hear How those hours would go a-flying And too soon I'd hear him sighing Softly murmuring sweet and low "Mi amor, mi corazon." Haven't seen him since that night He can't cross the line you know Wanted for a gambling fight Well, perhaps it's better so Yet I sometimes sort of miss him Since that last sad night I kissed him Softly murmuring sweet and low "Adios, mi corazon."