Oh Mama There's This Spanish Dancer
Whose Steps I Follow When He Comes Near
The Red Dress Of Temptation
Over A Long Black Slip Of Fear
Will I Fall Beneath The Shadow
Of Some Broken Cross
My Arms Emptied And All My Treasures Lost
Still Like That Spanish Dancer
I Throw My Roses Down For Him
Across These Beds Of Darkness
He Opens His Arms And Gathers Them In

Oh Mama The Bridges Were Burning
Over A River Black And Cold
But I Walked When Love Commanded Me
Up To The Edges Of His Soul
But I'm Still Frightened Of That Dark Divide
Will I Gain Entrance Or Be Denied
Still Like That Spanish Dancer
I Throw My Roses Down For Him
Across These Beds Of Darkness
He Opens His Arms And Gathers Them In

Oh Mama When You Were A Young Girl
Did You Ever Love A Man So Much
As If He Were Some Fantastic Jewel
That You Should Never Be Worthy Of
But All Those Illusions Strip And Fall
And He Is Just A Man After All
And Just Like That Spanish Dancer
I Throw My Roses Down For Him
Across These Beds Of Darkness
He Opens His Arms And Gathers Them In
Just Like That Spanish Dancer
I Throw My Rose Down For Him
Across These Beds Of Darkness
He Opens His Arms And Gathers Them In
Just Like That Spanish Dancer I
Just Like That Spanish Dancer I
Just Like That Spanish Dancer I
Just Like That Spanish Dancer I
Just Like That Spanish Dancer I
Just Like That Spanish Dancer I