And I dream in the morning that she brings me water
And I dream in the evening that she brings me wine
Just a poor man's daughter in Puerta Pinasco
South of the border in old Mexico
There's a great hot desert south of Mexicali
And if you don't have water, you'd better not go
Tequila won't get you across that desert
To Evangelina in old Mexico
And the fire I feel for the woman I love is drivin' me insane
Knowing she's waiting and I can't get there
God only knows that I wracked my brain to try and find the way
To reach that woman in old Mexico
And I met a kind man, he guarded the border
He said "You don't need papers, I'll let you go"
I can tell that you love her by the look in your eyes now
She's the rose of the desert of old Mexico
And the fire I feel for the woman I love is drivin' me insane
Knowing she's waiting and I can't get there
God only knows that I wracked my brain to try and find the way
To reach that woman in old Mexico
And I dream in the morning that she brings me water
And I dream in the evening that she brings me wine
Just a poor man's daughter in Puerta Pinasco
South of the border in old Mexico
Evangelina, I miss you so
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