Lucia
M.C. Taylor
Lucia's on the skin of the river, yeah the wise old river
Drove my car to go meet her, couldn't find the water
And I had a message from San Geronimo
With a feather, go and find his daughter
She was beautiful
It was circumstance
Watch the boat on the water learn to dance
Lucia's just behind the border, yeah the rusty border
If it comes up jokers, I'm gonna go and join her
Mr. Miracle is on my trail
They told me treasure seekers are thrown in jail
And she was beautiful
It was circumstance
Watch the boat on the water learn to dance
Oh she was beautiful
It was circumstance
Watch the boat on the water learn to dance
