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
On my old spanish guitar,
Just sails away.
And it brings me closer
To that spanish senorita.
Oh, she's so far away.
It passes the time away
And brings me closer
To my spanish holiday.