As I sit here and play My spanish guitar Underneath the stars, It passes the time away.
Each note I play Is a memory of Spain, The melodies they take me Back there again.
So as I sit here and play On my old spanish guitar, Each note I play Just sails away. And it brings me closer To that spanish senorita. Oh, she's so far away.
As I sit here and play Underneath the stars, It passes the time away And brings me closer To my spanish holiday.
As I sit here and play
My spanish guitar
Underneath the stars,
It passes the time away.
Each note I play
Is a memory of Spain,
The melodies they take me
Back there again.
So as I sit here and play
On my old spanish guitar,
Each note I play
Just sails away.
And it brings me closer
To that spanish senorita.
Oh, she's so far away.
As I sit here and play
Underneath the stars,
It passes the time away
And brings me closer
To my spanish holiday.
GARY MOORE