In the sleepy town of San Juanita
There's a story that the padre tells
Of a gay senor and senorita
And the serenade of the bells
Seems they asked the padre for permission
To be married early in the spring
But their folks had just made one condition
That the mission bells had to ring
Everyone knew that the bells were broken
And hadn't sounded for a long long time
Then one night the village was astounded
For the bells began to chime
Still the bells are broken, goes the story
But if in your heart a true love dwells
They will chime for you in all it's glory
That's the serenade of the bells
There's a story that the padre tells
Of a gay senor and senorita
And the serenade of the bells
Seems they asked the padre for permission
To be married early in the spring
But their folks had just made one condition
That the mission bells had to ring
Everyone knew that the bells were broken
And hadn't sounded for a long long time
Then one night the village was astounded
For the bells began to chime
Still the bells are broken, goes the story
But if in your heart a true love dwells
They will chime for you in all it's glory
That's the serenade of the bells
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