South of the border, down Mexico way:

That's where I fell in love, where the stars above came out to play.

And now as I wander, my thoughts ever stray

South of the border, down Mexico way.

She was a picture in old Spanish lace;

Just for a tender while, I kissed a smile upon her face.

'Cause it was fiesta and we were so gay

South of the border, down Mexico way.

Then she smiled as she whispered "manana,"

Never dreaming that we were parting;

And I lied as a whispered "manana,"

'Cause our tomorrow never came.

South of the border, I rode back one day

There in a veil of white, by candlelight, she knelt to pray;

The mission bells told me that I mustn't stay

South of the border, down Mexico way.