Go Home - Merle Haggard, The Strangers

In old padres nadres old mexico

Once in my travel i happened to go

I met maria and we fell in love

It seemed like heaven came down from above

Dark skin and dark eyes and dark wavy hair

All kept me spellbound as love filled the air

I held her tightly then to my surprise

She whispered soft words with tears in her eyes

Go home, go home, your people would not understand

Go home go, home, go back to your own homeland

With gentle persuasion i changed her mind

I said they’d love her and treat her so kind

So we went together to my old hometown

I wanted to show my old friends what i’d found

But hate made my sweet dream a nightmare

One day i came home and she was not there

A note on the table tore my world apart

My old friends has been there and told my sweetheart