I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns I heard Maria crying Late last night I heard the news That Veracruz was dying Veracruz was dying Someone called Maria's name I swear it was my father's voice Saying, "If you stay you'll all be slain You must leave now - you have no choice Take the servants and ride west Keep the child close to your chest When the American troops withdraw Let Zapata take the rest" I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns I heard Maria calling Saying, "Veracruz is dying And Cuernavaca's falling" Aquel da yo jur Hacia el puerto volver Aunque el destino cambi mi vida En Veracruz morir Aquel da yo jur I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns I heard them in the harbor Saying, "Veracruz is dying"