We were down on 10th. You told me I looked spent. Gave that look you give. And rushed me to the river Del, Del Rio. Del, Del Rio We filled our cups. Drank to drinken up. Then when we were done
An old sailor in old time sing an old song. Rolling down to the Rio by the sea. A young sailor in these times would sing a new song. Flying down to Rio, come with me. . Where the lovely