I dream in the morningThat she brings me waterAnd I dream in eveningThat she brings me wineJust a poor man's daughterFrom Puerto PenascoEvangelina in old MexicoThere's a great hot desertSouth of MexicaliAnd if you don't have waterThen you better not goTequila won't get youAcross the desertTo Evangelina in old MexicoAnd the fire I feel for theWoman I loveIs driving me insaneKnowing she's waitingAnd I just can't get thereLord only knows that I'veRacked my brainTo try and find a wayTo see that woman in old MexicoI met a kind manWho guarded the borderHe said you don't have papersBut I'll let you goI can tell that you love herBy the look in your eyes nowShe's the rose of the desertIn old MexicoAnd the fire I feel for theWoman I loveIs driving me insaneKnowing she's waitingAnd I just can't get thereLord only knows that I'veRacked my brainTo try and find a wayTo see tht woman in old MexicoAnd I dream in the morningThat she brings me waterAnd I dream in the eveningThat she brings me wineJust a poor man's daughterFrom Puerto PenascoEvangelina in old MexicoThere's a great hot desertSouth of MexicaliAnd if you don't have waterThen you better not goTequila won't get youAcross the desertTo Evangelina in old MexicoShe's the rose of the desertIn old Mexico