Barcelona,
I still long to hold her once more, oh,
My boots of leather,
From from Europe I gather you know, know
[Refrain]
Every time you have to go
Shone my eyes and you know
I'll be lying right by your side
In Barcelona
A native man sang in a forging tongue,
I still ache to know the song that he sung,
Barcelona
Every time you have to go
Shone my eyes and you know
I'll be lying right by your side
In Barcelona
Every time you have to go
Shone my eyes and you know
I'll be lying right by your side
In Barcelona
Barcelona
Barcelona
Every time you have to go
I shone my mind and you know
I'll be lying right by your side
In Barcelona
Writer(s): Joel Laslett Pott, George Barnett
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