The Lady Is a Tramp: Vaya Con Dios - Anita O'Day

Now the hacienda’s dark

The town is sleeping

Now the time has come to part

The time for weeping.

Vaya con dios, my darling

Vaya con dios, my love.

Now the village mission bells are softly ringing

If you listen with your heart

You’ll hear them singing.

Vaya con dios, my darling

Vaya con dios, my love.

Wherever you may be, I’ll be beside you

Although you’re many million dreams away

Each night I’ll say a pray’r

A pray’r to guide you

To hasten every lonely hour

Of every lonely day

Now the dawn is breaking through a gray tomorrow

But the memories we share are there to borrow.

Vaya con dios, my darling

Vaya con dios, my love.

Vaya con dios, my darling

Vaya con dios, my love.