I'm a poor peasant boy.
I'm a dirt farmer's son.
And I feel like a king when I know that my work is all done.
For at twilight I know, there's a place I must go To sing my song of love for one who waits all alone.
Yote amo Maria, Maria amorYote amo Maria, Maria mi amor.
Oh, the beautiful sights of the great city lights.
Where most people must run to try to have fun, not for me.
For this woman of mine is much sweeter than wine.
And I spend all the time I can find with my Marie
Yote amo Maria, Maria amorYote amo Maria, Maria mi amor
Oh, the joy of my life will one day be my wife.
And we'll spend all our days watching the world roll on by.
When her time comes to fly to that home in the sky.
I pray the angels above will love her as much as I.
Yote amo Maria, Maria amorYote amo Maria, Maria mi amor
I'm a dirt farmer's son.
And I feel like a king when I know that my work is all done.
For at twilight I know, there's a place I must go To sing my song of love for one who waits all alone.
Yote amo Maria, Maria amorYote amo Maria, Maria mi amor.
Oh, the beautiful sights of the great city lights.
Where most people must run to try to have fun, not for me.
For this woman of mine is much sweeter than wine.
And I spend all the time I can find with my Marie
Yote amo Maria, Maria amorYote amo Maria, Maria mi amor
Oh, the joy of my life will one day be my wife.
And we'll spend all our days watching the world roll on by.
When her time comes to fly to that home in the sky.
I pray the angels above will love her as much as I.
Yote amo Maria, Maria amorYote amo Maria, Maria mi amor