I MET A GIRL IN LAREDO
DOWN IN MEXICO
WHILE I WAS MAKIN'
THE ROUNDS
DOWN IN A DIM CAFE'
SHE DOES THE SWING
AND SWAY
THAT'S THE TALK
OF THE TOWN
I NEVER LEARNED
HER NAME
BUT SHE'S CALLED
THE SPANISH FIREBALL
WHILE SHE KEPT
THE RHYTHM
WITH HER HIPS
FROM HER RUBY LIPS
CAME A LOVE SONG
SO BRIGHT
AND AS SHE RHUMBA'D
BY THE FIRE
IN HER EYES
LOOKED LIKE FLAMES
IN THE NIGHT
WAS THEN
I UNDERSTOOD
WHY SHE'S CALLED
THE SPANISH FIREBALL
6 BAR
BREAK
I FINALLY ASKED HER
FOR A DANCE
AND I GOT THE CHANCE
HOLDING HER
CLOSELY TO ME
WHILE WE WERE
CHEEK TO CHEEK
I GREW TOO WEAK
TO SPEAK
AND IT WAS PLAIN TO SEE
THAT I HAD
FALLEN IN LOVE
WITH THIS CUTE LITTLE
SPANISH FIREBALL
SHE WORE
A RUBY BRACELET
AND A
BLUE WHITE DIAMOND
UPON HER
LITTLE BROWN HAND
SHE MADE
A PERFECT DATE
AND IN HER
CADILLAC EIGHT
LOVE BEGAN TO EXPAND
I PLAYED THE PART
AND GAVE MY HEART
TO THE SPANISH FIREBALL
6 BAR
BREAK
WE WANDERED OUT
BENEATH THE STARS
WHILE THE OLD GUITARS
STRUMMED
A MEXICAN TUNE
AND AS I STOLE A KISS
I KNEW TOO WELL
THAT THIS
WOULD ALL END
TOO SOON
'CAUSE I MUST GO AWAY
AND LEAVE
MY SPANISH FIREBALL
AS THAT OLD MOON
WAS SINKIN' LOW
I HEARD
THE WHISTLE BLOW
MY TRAIN
WAS PULLING IN SIGHT
AND SO WE KISSED
GOODBYE
THE TEARS
WERE IN HER EYES
AS I LEFT
IN THE NIGHT
BUT SOMEDAY
I'LL GO BACK AND CLAIM
MY SPANISH FIREBALL