When a zither starts to play
You'll remember yesterday
In its haunting
The trees join hands and say, "Hello,"
And suddenly ev'rywhere we
We meet and the angels sing
The angels sing the sweetest
Never thought I'd fall but now I hear the call
I'm
There was a little spanish flea
A record star he thought
Down in old Tijuana town
There's this happy honkin' sound,
Something you
