Down Argentina Way.kar

Moonlight, I see millions of twinkling stars,
Ev'ning when a breeze becomes a sigh,
music I hear millions of soft guitars,

Underneath the Pampas moon,
where you hum a happy tune,
and you kiss your cares goodbye.

You'll find your life will begin,
the very moment you're in
Argentina.

If you're romantic Senor,
then you will surely adore,
Argentina.

You'll be as gay as can be,
If you will learn to "Si si" like a Latin,

For Mister soon as you learn,
then you will never return to Manhattan.

When you hear "yo te amo".
You'll steal a kiss and then,

If she should say, "Mañana",
It's just to let you know you're gonna meet again.

I'll bet an old Castanet,
that you will never forget
Argentina.

Where there are Rhumbas and Tangos
to tickle your spine.

Moon light and music
and Orchids and wine,
you'll want to stay, Down Argentina Way.

You'll find your life will begin,
the very moment you're in
Argentina.

If you're romantic Senor,
then you will surely adore
Argentina.

You'll be as gay as can be,
If you will learn to "Si si" like a Latin.

For Mister soon as you learn,
then you will never return to Manhattan.

When you hear "yo te amo",
you'll steal a kiss and then,

If she should say, "Mañana",
It's just to let you know you're gonna meet again.

I'll bet an old Castanet,
that you will never forget,
Argentina.

Where there are Rhumbas and Tangos
to tickle your spine.

Moon light and music
and Orchids and wine
you'll want to stay, Down Argentina Way.