Miguel Gordon Lightfoot

[Verse 1]
Never had much to say
He travelled alone with no friends
Like a shadowy ghost
At dawn he came and he went
Through the woodland swiftly gliding
To the young maid he came riding
Where she'd run to meet him
By the garden wall
Oh, my sweet Miguel
I will never tell
No one will ever know
What I know too well
And he'd smile and lay his head on her breast
And he'd say, "I have no fear
They're waiting for me to cross the border, to swim the river
'Cause I've done that before
To see my true love's smiling face
A hundred times or more"
"Oh, my sweet Miguel," she cried
"I'll love you till I die"

[Verse 2]
He was born to the south
In Mexico they say
The child of a man
Who had soon gone away
But his mother loved him dearly
And she would take him yearly
To the great cathedral in St. Augustine
Oh, my young Miguel
Listen to the bell
Of my poverty
You must never tell
And he cried himself to sleep in the night
And he vowed to make things right
So he took the gun down from the wall and he paid a call
He knew she'd understand
A lawman came to capture him
The gun jumped in his hand
"Oh, Miguel," the mother cried
"You must run, son, or you'll die"