She Never Spoke Spanish To Me - Joe Ely

Met her in old Mexico\nShe was laughing sad and young\nIn a smokey room no-one could see\nHer favorite poets all agreed\nSpanish is a loving tongue\nBut she never spoke Spanish to me She was born in Monterey\nAnd all the Christmas songs were sung\nThe padre knew what she’d grow up to be\nSaints and sinners all agree\nSpanish is a loving tongue\nBut she never spoke Spanish to me Like a lion screamin' in the jungle\nShe never could in what she couldn’t see\nShe spoke to all the shadows in her bungalow\nBut she never spoke Spanish to me She said, «If you’re from Texas, son\nThen where’s your boots and where’s your gun?»\nI smiled and said, «I got guns, no-one can see»\nWe laughed at that, we both agreed\nSpanish is a loving tongue\nBut she never spoke Spanish to me\nI left her in old Mexico\nShe was laughing sad and young\nIn a smokey room and no-one could see\nHer favorite poets all agreed\nSpanish is a loving tongue\nBut she never spoke Spanish to me She never spoke Spanish to me