San Miguel

Down by the mission

San Miguel is a great house

Wherein dwell Don Carlos

And La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell

I work at the ranch, I saddle her mare

I ride with the gun behind as she visits her friends here and there

She says, ?Thank you, Manuel? or ?Manuel, poor favor?

Or ?Good evening, Manuel, La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell?

I dream of the mission San Miguel

And it says to me, the mission bell

?She is married, Manuel, the wife of the rancher

Don Carlos Cantrell?

You serve at the ranch, you hold her chair

You carry her boxes, trunks, letters, and books here and there

She says, ?Thank you, Manuel? or ?Manuel, poor favor?

Or ?Good evening, Manuel, La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell?

But I hear with my heart

What she says with her eyes with

?Good evening, Manuel? or ?Manuel, poor favor?

Or ?The carriage, Manuel? or ?Manuel, close the door?