Oh my sweet Miguel she cried
Through the woodland swiftly gliding, to the young maid he came gliding
So the story is told of his true love cross the line
To the great Cathedral in St. Augustine
They're waiting for me to cross the border, to swim the river
As strong as the oak and as sweet as the vine
To see my true loves smiling face
The child of a man who had soon gone away
And he cried himself to sleep in the night
And she'd say I have no fear
He was born to the south in Mexico they say
No one will ever know, what I know too well
But his mother loved him dearly and she would take him yearly
And the child she bore him, came on the fateful mornin'
I'll love you till I die
The gun jumped in his hand
To see your true loves smiling face
So he took the gun down from the wall and he paid a call
Oh my sweet Miguel listen to the bell
A hundred times or more
Oh Miguel the mother cried
Oh my sweet Miguel she cried
Then she'd smile and lay the child on her breast
He knew she'd understand
And he vowed to make things right
You must run son or you'll die
'Cause you've done that before
A hundred times or more
Oh my sweet Miguel, I will never tell
'Cause I've done that before
I'm waiting for you to cross the border, to swim the river
And he'd smile and lay his head on her breast and he'd say I have no fear
Oh my young Miguel, listen to the bell
Of my poverty you must never tell
When they sent him to his final rest
No one will ever know, of what I know too well
A lawman came to capture him
Where she'd run to meet him, by the garden wall
