As I sit here and play my Spanish
guitar underneath the stars It passes
the time away
Each note I play is a memory
of Spain The melodies they take
me back there again
So as I sit here and play my
old Spanish guitar Each note I play
just sails away
And it brings me closer to that
Spanish senorita Oh, she's so far
away
As I sit here and play underneath
the stars It passes the time away
And brings me closer to my Spanish
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