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."