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Artiste: Skip Gorman
Titre: Border Affair

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Spanish is the loving tongue 
Soft as music, light as spray; 
'Twas a girl I learned it from 
Living down Sonora way. 
I don't look much like a lover, 
Yet I say her love words over. 
Often when I'm all alone 
"Mi amor, mi corazon"

Nights when she knew where I'd ride 
She would listen for my spurs, 
Fling the big door open wide, 
Raise them laughing eyes of hers. 
And my heart would nigh stop beating 
When I heard her tender greeting, 
Whispered soft for me alone --- 
"Mi amor, mi corazon"

Moonlight on the patio, 
Old senora nodding near, 
Me and Juana talking low 
So the Madre couldn't hear. 
How the hours would go a-flyin! 
And too soon i'd hear her sighin' 
In her little sorry tone --- 
"Adios, mi corazon."

But one time I had to fly 
For a foolish gamblin' fight, 
And we said a swift goodbye 
In that black unlucky night. 
When I'd loosed her arms from clingin' 
With her words the hoofs kept ringin', 
As I galloped north alone --- 
"Adios, mi corazon."

Never seen her since that night, 
I can't cross the line, you know. 
I am wanted for gambling debt; 
Like as not it's better so. 
Yet I've always sort of missed her 
Since that last wild night I kissed her; 
Left her heart and lost my own 
"Adios, mi corazon."