Hank Snow Rose Of Old Monterey
I met her in old Monterey on a night that was filled with romance
We listened to violins play sweet music that have us in trance
I knew you were mine from the start your eyes were mischeated and gay
As I kissed my Rose of the border that night down in old Monterey
Let's go manana one night with a lifetime to live
Sweet primadona my heart wanted only to give
I won't forget you your though duty forbids me to stay
I'll be that you call when the first petals fall
On my Rose down in old Monterey
[ guitar ]
Let's go manana one night...
