Текст и слова песни Babe Ruth – The Mexican
Chico Fernandez
Sleepin' on his guns
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting in the sun
Drums so loud from outside
Makes it hard to dream
A bruise is fallin' hard and fast
Makes it all seem real
Mornin' come mornin'
A Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Said he must be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh, and I cried
And I cry, cry, cry, cry, cried
Mornin', sad mornin'
Mexican
Seсorita pining
Chico come on home
Santa Anna's losing
You'll be first to go
Sam Houston's laughing
Davy Crockett too
When Anna takes the Alamo
The first to go is you
Mornin', come mornin'
A Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Heaven will be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh and a laugh
Ha ha ha ha ha
Sleepin' on his guns
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting in the sun
Drums so loud from outside
Makes it hard to dream
A bruise is fallin' hard and fast
Makes it all seem real
Mornin' come mornin'
A Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Said he must be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh, and I cried
And I cry, cry, cry, cry, cried
Mornin', sad mornin'
Mexican
Seсorita pining
Chico come on home
Santa Anna's losing
You'll be first to go
Sam Houston's laughing
Davy Crockett too
When Anna takes the Alamo
The first to go is you
Mornin', come mornin'
A Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Heaven will be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh and a laugh
Ha ha ha ha ha
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