Matamoros

<br>In old Mexico I stand on the square in Matamoros<br>Round a Plazza the couples were walking to music so sweet<br>I`ve found my love not too long ago in Matamoros<br>But I`m feeling low as the beggar who sits in the street<br>All the promises that she made me with eyes black as midnight<br>How could I know how fickle her promise would be<br>Now I`m back to find for I feel is mine in Matamoros<br>And there`ll be bad trouble if I catch her cheating on me<br><br>Streets`re narrow and dark and tequilla runs free in Matamoros<br>I stopped for one moment outside at Maguel`s swinging doors<br>My heart breaks to hear the same haunting sounds of Granada<br>She once called it our song and vowed should be mine evermore<br>Then across the square went this wild young bracero I see her<br>Laughing and dancing and tossing her raven black hair<br>They`d may take a hand when I face this man from Matamoros<br>For the love of my woman is one thing that I`ll never share<br>[ guitar ]<br>Now I walk in the night far away from the lights of Matamoros<br>And recall the last moments when I knew she loved me more than life<br>I can still hear her cry I love you and I`ll prove it Manana<br>Then seeing my danger she jumped in front of his knife<br>I know the stories they`ll tell in dimly casinos<br>Of the raven haired beauty who for her love laid dead on the floor<br>They`ll speak of the fight with the gringo that night in Matamoros<br>And wonder what happened for he never returned anymore oh oh hoo