Text: Gary Moore. Spanish Guitar.
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,
Each note I play
Just sails away.
And it brings me closer
To that spanish senorita.
Oh, she's so far away.
As I sit here and play
Underneath the stars,
It passes the time away
And brings me closer
To my spanish holiday.
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,
Each note I play
Just sails away.
And it brings me closer
To that spanish senorita.
Oh, she's so far away.
As I sit here and play
Underneath the stars,
It passes the time away
And brings me closer
To my spanish holiday.
Moore, Gary
Moore, Gary