作词 : Lightfoot
Never  had  much  to  say
He  traveled  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  gliding
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
But  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
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
So  the  story  is  told
Of  his  true  love 'cross  the  line
As  strong  as  the  oak
And  as  sweet  as  the  vine
And  the  child  she  bore  him
Came  on  that  fateful  mornin'
When  they  sent  him  to  his  final  rest
Oh  my  sweet  Miguel
Listen  to  the  bell
No  one  will  ever  know
What  I  know  too  well
And  she'd  smile  and  lay  the  child  on  her  breast
And  she'd  say  I  have  no  fear
I'm  waiting  for  you  to  cross  the  border,to  swim  the  river
'Cause  you've  done  that  before
To  see  your  true  love's  smiling  face
A  hundred  times  or  more
Oh  my  sweet  Miguel  she  cried
I'll  love  you  till  I  die