In the sleepy town of San Juanita,
There's a story that a padre tells
Of a gay se�킱or and se�킱orita
And the serenade of the bells
Seems they asked the padre for permission
To be married early in the spring
But their folks had made just one condition
That the mission bells had to ring
Ev'ryone knew the bells were broken
And hadn't sounded in a long, long time
Then one night, the village was astounded
The bells began to chime
Still the bells are broken, goes the story
But if in your heart a true love dwells,
They will ring for you in all their glory
That's the serenade of the bells
(Ev'ryone knew the bells were broken
And hadn't sounded in a long, long time)
Then one night, the village was astounded
The bells began to chime
Still the bells are broken, goes the story
But if in your heart a true love dwells,
They will ring for you in all their glory
That's the serenade of the bells