Muziek: Dick van Altena / Tekst: Dick van Altena

Juanita’s cleaning the tables
Humming a sweet song of love
Sun shining on the cantina
Is smiling from high up above
And tonight she’ll be dreaming again
On a porch on the outskirts of town
Where her mother’s sewing ribbons of lace
On her wedding gown

Juanita is waiting for that beautiful songbird to sing
Only for her the bells of the little white chapel will ring
Where the Mexican sun is hot and the wind is your friend
Whispering Juanita soon you’ll meet again

He can’t wait to see the day
When Juanita will become his bride
Though his love’s all she wanted
When money’s too little it can hurt a mans pride
He steals a car in Tijuana
In Mexicali he buys him a gun
30 seconds in the six o’clock news
And 20 years gone

Juanita is waiting…

He wrote her name on the wall
He won’t have to look at no more
Older and wiser he’ll soon walk out
That big prison door
Heading for the outskirts of town
Where the wind’s blowing still
Against ribbons of lace that’re tied
To a cross on the hill

Juanita is waiting for that beautiful songbird to sing
Only for her the bells of that little white chapel did ring
Where the Mexican sun is hot and the wind is your friend
Holding its breath when finally they meet again