| In old padres nadres old mexico
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| Once in my travel i happened to go
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| I met maria and we fell in love
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| It seemed like heaven came down from above
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| Dark skin and dark eyes and dark wavy hair
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| All kept me spellbound as love filled the air
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| I held her tightly then to my surprise
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| She whispered soft words with tears in her eyes
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| Go home, go home, your people would not understand
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| Go home go, home, go back to your own homeland
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| With gentle persuasion i changed her mind
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| I said they’d love her and treat her so kind
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| So we went together to my old hometown
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| I wanted to show my old friends what i’d found
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| But hate made my sweet dream a nightmare
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| One day i came home and she was not there
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| A note on the table tore my world apart
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| My old friends has been there and told my sweetheart |