Fifty traveling to work the fields
Toil the factories and sweat the steelSet out to sail from Santa Rosalie
I left you a note tacked to a treeAdios querida
I'll return one day
Now I'm leaving on the Carlos ReyFour cruel days under stormy skies
Not much bread to keep us alive
The wind kicked up and the rain came down
Then we all heard a terrible soundAdios querida
Nothing more to say
I'm lost in the wreck of the Carlos ReyI struggled against the pull of the tide
I clutched my bag with your picture insideBut my heart did break as it slipped away
Disappearing into the grayAdios querida
I've gone to stay
Down in the wreck of the Carlos ReyIn the dark and cold I let you go
With the hunk of wood that I took hold
I sleep in a bed of salt and sand
And dream sweet dreams of taking your handAdios querida
I'm gone away
Down in the wreck of the Carlos Rey
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