Te Amo Mucho

I never heard my Dad sing, but he sure likes to play music loud,
Likes to dance up a storm, the polite guy in a crowd,
As a young boy at school, he was told not to open his mouth,
By a daft music teacher who did not like his sound,

His campfire stories reveal a tough & intelligent man,
Letting go is not his strong suit, and such things you can not plan,

Well, I was there when the cowboys of Baja played his favourite song,
He looked like a young man again,
As if no-one had ever done him wrong,
Te Amo Mucho, I'll be damned, he sang along,

And as the moon shone over the divine Sierra hills,
It told us to love everything, and sent us a feel good chill,

Well, I was there when the cowboys of Baja played his favourite song
He looked like a young man again,
As if no-one had ever done him wrong,
Te Amo Mucho, I'll be damned, he sang along,

At the end of the song the stars caught the light in his eyes,
He quickly wiped away a tear that he left in those magical skies,

Well, I was there when the cowboys of Baja played his favourite song,
He looked like a young man again,
As if no-one had ever done him wrong,
Te Amo Mucho, I'll be damned, he sang along,
Te Amo Mucho, I'll be damned, he sang along