# From: DeniseS124@aol.com {t:MIGUEL} {st:Lightfoot} 1. (F) Never had much to say, he traveled al[Am]one with no friends (F) Like a shadowy ghost, at dawn he [Am] came and he went (F) Through the woodlands [G] swiftly gliding [Em]To the young maid [Am]he came riding [Dm]Where she'd run to meet him At the [G] garden wall. Oh, my sweet Mi[Am]guel I will never [C]tell No one will ever [Am]know What I know too [C] well And he'd smile, and [F] lay his head on her [C] breast And he'd [F] say, "Ah, have no [C] fear. They're [F]waiting for me To cross the border, to [G]swim the river, 'cause [C]I've done that be[F]fore To [G]see my true love's [Am]smiling face, A [F]hundred times or [G]more." [Am]"Oh, my [G]sweet Miguel," she [F]cried. "I'll [G]love you 'til I [C]die." 2. [F]He was born to the south, in Mexi[Am]co, they say [F]The child of a man who was [Am]soon gone away [F]But his mother [G]loved him dearly, [Em]And she would [Am]take him yearly [Dm]To the great cathedral in St. Au[G]gustine. "Oh, my young Mig[Am]uel. Listen to the [C]bell Of my pover[Am]ty, You must never [C]tell." And he cried him[F]self to sleep in the [C]night And he [F]vowed to make things [C]right. So he [F]took the gun down From the wall and he [G]paid a call H He [C]knew she'd under[F]stand A [G]lawman came to [Am]capture him, the [F]gun jumped in his [G]hand [Am]"Oh, Mig[G]uel," a mother [F]cried. "You must [G]run, son or you'll [C]die." 3. [F]So the story is told of his true [Am]love, 'cross the line [F]As strong as the oak, and as [Am]sweet as the vine [F]And the child [G]that she bore him [Em]Came on that [Am]fateful morning [Dm]When they send him to his [G]final rest. "Oh, my sweet Mig[Am]uel. I will never [C]tell. No one will ever [Am]know what I know too [C]well." And she'd smile, and [F]lay the child on her [C]breast And she'd [F]say, "Ah, have no [C]fear. I'm [F]waiting for you To cross the border, to [G]swim the river 'Cause [C]you've done that [F]before To [G]see your true love's [Am]smiling face, a [F]hundred times or [G]more. [Am]"Oh, my [G]sweet Miguel," she [F]cried. "I'll [G]love you 'til I [C]die."