Muchachita Pueblerina
Joan Sebastian
Country Girl
Country girl
I gotta say you drive me wild
Your gaze, your smile, your sweet little lips
Just looking at your waist
And thinking of your beauty
My madness just grows
Country girl
A fine little filly
Not even close to matching the rhythm of your step
I won’t lose hope
Of running my fingers through your braid
And taking you by my side
I’ll be waiting for you on Sunday
And there, when you come out of church
I’ll tell you that I love you, that I love you
Your smile drives me crazy
I’ll bring you some flowers
I’ll confess my love to you
And I’ll be filled with joy
If you agree to give me a kiss
And let your shawl cover us
Country girl
A fine little filly
Not even close to matching the rhythm of your step
I won’t lose hope
Of running my fingers through your braid
And taking you by my side
I’ll be waiting for you on Sunday
And there, when you come out of church
I’ll tell you that I love you, that I love you
Your smile drives me crazy
I’ll bring you some flowers
I’ll confess my love to you
And I’ll be filled with joy
If you agree to give me a kiss
And let your shawl cover us
