Maria Spanish Rose

She was a rose in Spanish clothes

Had her hair hung down, all shiny brown

I asked her name as the sun did wane

She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’

She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’

And that’s when cold said I was old

That I had no reason to sing this song

But I was fooled, my heart was unschooled

And Maria came along

In a bomber jacket, chewing gum

On an ancient cycle, in the streets of town

She rode her Harley, I wore a gun

No one ever said a thing about what we’d done

This old poet and his girl so young

Were blind to time, refused to run

Came full circle in Mexico

In the night by the stars and the moon glow

She was a rose in Spanish clothes

Had her hair hung down, all shiny brown

I asked her name as the sun did wane

She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’

She said ‘Maria, I’ll be around’