San Miguel - Delbert McClinton, Self-Made Men

I didn’t leave my heart in San Francisco

Left it with a pretty señorita in San Miguel

When the sun comes up on Sunday morning

I’ll be strolling down the cobble stone street

To the mission bell

There’s magic in the air, laughter everywhere

The jacarandas in bloom

We make love in the morning

Siesta in the afternoon

But the night time is the right time

That’s when I fell

It’s easy to fall in love in San Miguel

The people on the street, they’re oh so friendly

Seems that they just can’t wait to wish you well

I could hardly speak when she said «que la noche»

Right there, right then I fell under the spell

There’s magic in the air, laughter everywhere

The jacarandas in bloom

Make love in the morning

Siesta in the afternoon

But the night time is the right time

That’s when I fell

It’s easy to fall in love in San Miguel

It’s easy to fall in love with San Miguel