she's working late   most every night  her son is sick at home.  and she sends  as much money as she can  to her mother in Mexico.    Avenue Maria, heart of gold.  Avenue Maria, bless your soul,  hallelua    I hope your god,  whoever that is,  forgives you for your sins.  'coz you deserve  to be bathed in light  with your Jesus by your side.    Avenue Maria,   Avenue Maria, go on home,  hallelua    no one's seen  Maria in weeks,  I think she went back home.  I heard her son died  Lord, how she cried!  she returned to Mexico.    Avenue Maria, you're getting old.  Avenue Maria, bless your soul,  hallelua.    these lyrics are submitted by Churchill Brauninger