South of the border, down Mexico way
There in a veil of white by the candlelight, she knelt to pray
For our tomorrow never came
She was a picture, in old Spanish lace
And now as I wander, my thoughts ever stray
Just for a tender while I kissed the smile upon her face
South of the border, I rode back one day
The mission bells told me, that I shouldn't stay
For it was fiesta, and love had its day
South of the border, down Mexico way
South of the border, down Mexico way
Then she sighed as she whispered manana
And I lied as I whispered manana
Never dreaming that we were parting
