In the sleepy town of Santa Ana, There's a story that a padre tells, Of a gay senor and senorita, And the serenade of the bells. Seems they asked
the padre for permission (Now) Ev'ry one
knew the bells were broken, Still the bells
are broken, goes the story (Photo
by Bill Swank) |
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