Lyrics:
Wreck of the Carlos Rey(David Hidalgo/Louie PĂ©rez)Fifty traveling to work the fieldsToil the factories and sweat the steelSet out to sail from Santa RosalieI left you a note tacked to a treeAdios queridaI'll return one dayNow I'm leaving on the Carlos ReyFour cruel days under stormy skiesNot much bread to keep us aliveThe wind kicked up and the rain came downThen we all heard a terrible soundAdios queridaNothing more to sayI'm lost in the wreck of the Carlos ReyI struggled against the pull of the tideI clutched my bag with your picture insideBut my heart did break as it slipped awayDisappearing into the grayAdios queridaI've gone to stayDown in the wreck of the Carlos ReyIn the dark and cold I let you goWith the hunk of wood that I took holdI sleep in a bed of salt and sandAnd dream sweet dreams of taking your handAdios queridaI'm gone awayDown in the wreck of the Carlos Rey