When I was a niño in Agua Fría
We had all the water we'd need
And the willows grew on the rio
All the way down the Santa Fe

I tended my padre's cattle
All the way from the arroyo long ago
For a month I slept on the saddle
My hair like a wild buffalo

Y el indio Antonio Dominguez
Played soft, sweet and low
For the dancers from all of the ranches
Todo pasa en este mundo

I loved to be home when the mills were turnin'
When everyone brought in thеir cane
And the pacifiers wеre burnin'
And children played among the beams

Those were the best of the good times
All memories my spirit must uphold
As the cane boiled out we danced about
And marvelous stories got told

When I was young, we had all the water we'd need
Now the water companies, they take it away
And now we grow our corn in our fields
Just by the grace of God's green

And I know God knows what he's doin'
That everything must come and it must go
I'll live and I'll die under this same sky
Todo pasa en este mundo