The prettiest girl
In all the world
Is in a little Spanish town
But I left her for a Bonnie lass
And I told her
I’d see her around
But that Bonnie lass
And her heart of glass
Would not hold a candle
To bumming around
So don’t cry for me
For I’m going away
And I’ll be back some lucky day
Tell the boys back home
I’m doing just fine
I left my troubles and woe