The sadness never far away
But I can smile too

You shoulda seen the sky tonight
Carolina blue

He was from Guanajuato
We talked of Mexico City

The girls, the flowers, the flamenco dress
Que bonita! O so pretty.

I walked home alone as usual
Lonely as a cloud

Dylan on my stereo
Think I'll play it loud

I'm humble nearly all the time
But my boys they make me proud