She Never Spoke Spanish To Me

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I met her in Old Mexico
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She was laughing, sad and young
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In a smoky room where no one could see
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Her favorite poets all agreed
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Spanish is the loving tongue
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But she never spoke Spanish to me
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She was born in Monterrey
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and all the Christmas songs were sung
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The padre knew what she'd grow up to be
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Saints and sinners all agree:
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Spanish is the loving tongue
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But she never spoke Spanish to me
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Like a lion screaming in the jungle-o
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She'd never fool with what she couldn't see
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She talked to all the shadows in her bungalow
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But she never spoke Spanish to me
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She said, "If you're from Texas, son
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Where're your boots and where's your gun?"
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I said, "I got guns no one can see"
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We laughed at that and both agreed:
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Spanish is the loving tongue
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But she never spoke Spanish to me