I was in your arms Like that Spanish guitar And you would play me through the night 'Till the dawn I wish you'd hold me in your arms Like that Spanish guitar
Back there again. So as I sit here and play On my old spanish guitar, Each note I play Just sails away. And it brings me closer To that spanish senorita
that I was in your arms Like that Spanish guitar And you would play me through the night 'Till the dawn I wish you'd hold me in your arms Like that Spanish guitar
was in your arms Like that Spanish guitar And you would play me through the night 'Till the dawn I wish you'd hold me in your arms Like that Spanish guitar
! Ring digeding digeding.Ole! Ring digeding digeding digeding digeding.Ole! Spaniens Gitarren begleiten die Verliebte seit ewigen Zeiten. Spaniens Gitarren
darkness Somewhere The night is on the run With a bottle of ouzo And a rusty gun The north wind Is like a Spanish guitar Soaked in petrol Burning on
vergallos Que onda guero? Que onda guero? Mano blancos roll with crowbars sing Rancheras on cheap guitars abuelitas with Plastic bags walking to church with their Spanish
Spanish Harlem She livin' a life just like a movie star Oh Maria, Maria She fell in love in East L.A. To the sounds of the guitar yeah yeah Played by
you've got to get it And you've got to get it good Once I had a little Spanish guitar The neighbors told me I could go pretty far Well, I came and I went and my guitar
still those Spanish nights live in my heart When you said, "Yo te amo" then I knew I must return to Spanish nights and you I remember those Spanish
broken Spanish I knew I said I make a good livin' back home where I'm from He smiled and said amigo me too He said I fish and I play my guitar I laugh
Like Spanish is the loving tongue Ribbons on my life were hung When Annie took me home There was wine, there was time All the while guitars were playing
my bunny, it's cerrado (cerrado) Can't go to the bank to get my money, it's cerrado (cerrado) Can't get into this case to get my guitar Can't get into
a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar
Gonna learn to fly Land in Spain Then I took a bus and I took a train Got down South Met this man Mario the guitar in his hand He don't like music From