HOLA AMIGOS

Hola! Hola!Hola, Amigos!

Hola! Hola!Amigos, Hola!

Hola! Hola!Hola, Amigos!

Hola! Hola!Amigos, Hola!

HOLA!

FIESTAFiesta, Fiesta, ha!

That means a partyFiesta, a party

With lots of girls and boysFiesta, Fiesta

With one big pinataAnd little toy trumpetsTo make lots of noise!

One two three, FiestaUno dos tres, Fiesta

One two three, FiestaUno dos tres!

Fiesta, Fiesta, ha!That means a party

Fiesta, a partyWith lots of girls and boys

Fiesta, FiestaWith one big pinata

And little toy trumpetsTo make lots of noise!

‘Neath the Mexcian Moon

When the evening fallsupon the quiet village down in Mexico,

and the coolness calls los aldeanos from their homes and cares,

Señor y señora join us as we gather ’round the portico.Señorita sing, and soon la música will fill the air.

Then the guiros begin to play, as the dancers begin to sway.

La guitara sets free a sweet melody so free and so true.And we all know the tune will end far too soon.

Estrellas shine bright, cantamos tonight, ’neath a Mexican moon.

Then the guiros begin to play, as the dancers begin to sway.

La guitara sets free a sweet melody so free and so true.And we all know the tune will end far too soon.

Estrellas shine bright, cantamos tonight, ’neath a Mexican moon.

The stars shining bright, we’re singing tonight, ’neath a Mexican moon.

LA RASPA

La Raspa I will Dance,as forward and back I go.

So if you want to dance, begin with your heal and toe.

Always moving, moving your feet,back and forth now jump to the beat.

This is how the dance we willdo,laughing, laughing all the way through

So if you want to dancethe raspa the way I do,

Begin to move your feet, and you will be dancing, too.

Instrumental

La Raspa I will Dance,as forward and back I go.

So if you want to dance, begin with your heal and toe

BUTTERFLY

I used to be a caterpillar, just a little-bitty caterpillar

Just a-chewing on a milkweed stemYou know I couldn't fly back then

But I began a metamorphosisFirst I wrapped myself inside my

chrysalisI grew and I changed inside

Then I turned into a Monarch butterfly

Before it gets coldAnd it starts to snow

Well I'm gonna go, Well I'm gonna go down to Mexico

Well, I'm gonna fly, fly, fly / Fly, fly, fly

fly, fly, fly down to Mexico

Adios Amigos

Adios, amigos.Adios, amigos.Adios, amigos

Adios, amigos. Adios!

Adios, amigos.Adios, amigos.Adios, amigos

Adios, amigos. Adios!

ADIOS