only say I'm lonely, As ya carry my old pal Empty saddles in the old corral VERSE 2: There is no smoke, still the fires burn, There's no song, still
her face It was fiesta we were so gay South of the border down Mexico way Then she sighed as she whispered manana Never dreamed that we were parting And I lied
know Susie Oh! Oh! Oh! What a girl There's none so classy As this fair lassie, Oh! Oh! Holy Moses What a chassis, We went riding She didn't balk Back from
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