Evangelina Lyrics

EVANGELINA
Hoyt Axton 1975
And I dream in the morning, that she brings me water;
And I dream in the evening, that she brings me wine.
Just a poor man's daughter, from Porta Pen~asco;
Evangelina, Old Mexico.
There's a great hot desert, South of Mexicalli;
If you don't have water, you'd better not go.
Tequilla won't get you, across that desert;
to Evangelina, in Old Mexico.
(CHORUS)
And the Fire I feel for the woman I love, Is driving me insane;
knowing she's waiting, and I can't get there.
God only knows that I rack my brain to try to find a way,
to reach that woman, in old Mexico.
And I met a kind man, he guarded the Border;
He said you don't need papers, I'll let you go.
I can tell that you love her, by the look in your eyes now;
She's the rose of the desert, in old Mexico.
(CHORUS)
And the Fire I feel for the woman I love, Is driving me insane;
knowing she's waiting, and I can't get there.
God only knows that I rack my brain to try to find a way,
to reach that woman, in old Mexico.
And I dream in the morning, that she brings me water;
And I dream in the evening, that she brings me wine.
Just a poor man's daughter, from Porta Pen~asco;
South of the Border, in old Mexico.
Evangelina, I miss you so. I miss you so.