Little Hacienda-bass add

Lyrics:

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There's a little hacienda
Hidden in the shade
With sun baked red adobe
Set up in the clay
There's a tired old amigo
Sitting by a tree
Strumming on a guitar
Sipping cold ice tea


The sun goes down behind the field
Where he works all day
The shadows lengthen from the hill
And he begins to play

instrumental

When the evening's finally over
And the wild coyotes call
He takes his sacred guitar
And hangs it on the wall
He thanks the lord for keeping
His family safe and well
Then he settles down for another night
To the sound of the mission bell

There's a little hacienda
Hidden in the shade
With sun baked red adobe
Set up in the clay
There's a tired old amigo
Sitting by a tree
Strumming on a guitar
Sipping cold ice tea

Music Break

The sun goes down behind the field
Where he works all day
The shadows lengthen from the hill
And he begins to play

Instrumental