Down in Mexico Where the peppers grow There's a song they know, Chiapanecas, They will dance and sing 'Till the rafters ring Clap their hands till they sting Chiapanecas And then with a merry sound Swing their partners 'round While the busy world hurries by Swaying to and fro down in Mexico With a smile in each dark eye Aye, Chaiapanecas, aye aye Aye, Chaiapanecas, aye aye Now your partner you swing As you Sing Chiapanecas And clap! Something like that.
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