South of the border, down Mexico way
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That's where I fell in love, when the stars above came out to play
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And now as I wander, my thoughts ever stray
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South of the border, down Mexico way
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She was a picture, in old Spanish lace
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Just for a tender while, I kissed a smile upon her face
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'Cause it was fiesta and we were so gay
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South of the border, Mexico way
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Then she sighed, as she whispered, "Manjanna"
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Never dreaming that we were parting
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Then I lied as a whispered, "Manjanna"
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'Cause our tomorrow never came
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South of the border, I jumped back one day
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There in a veil of white, by the candle light she knelt to pray
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The mission bells told me that I mustn't stay
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South of the border, Mexico way
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The mission bells told me, ding-dong that I must not stay
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Stay south of the border, down Mexico way
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South Of The Border
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Herb Alpert |