Spanish Is the 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
Still I say her love words over
Often, when I'm all alone
"Mi amor, mi corazón."

The nights when she knew that I'd ride
She would listen for my spurs
Throw that big door open wide
Raise those laughing eyes of hers
How my heart would nigh stop beating
When I hear her tender greeting
Whispered soft for me alone
"Mi amor, mi corazón."

The moonlight on the patio
Old señora nodding near
Me and Juana talking low
So the Madre couldn't hear
How the hours would go a-flying
Till too soon, I'd hear her sighing
In her sorry little tone
"Mi amor, mi corazón."

I haven't seen her since that night
I can't cross the line, you know
I'm wanted for a gambling fight
And like as not, it's better so
Still I always sort of missed her
Since that last sad night I kissed her
Left her heart, but I lost my own
"Adios, mi corazón."