Have you heard the stories that they wrote
About days and nights in a leaky boat?
Washed ashore with splintered wood
The coast guard got me ’fore Castro could
Cooled my heels Bahamas way
While the Yankees worked out my papers and pay
A few months later after many queries
I was pitching in the World Series
And they say “that's quite a story”
And it's hard not to agree
And they say, “do you believe it!”
Man, you have no idea
Hola America
Hola America
Here’s the thing when you get in
It ain’t the same for your wife and kin
And for all the money that you’re pulling down
It don’t feel that good when they’re not around
And they say “it's never easy”
And I say I must agree
And they say “does it get lonely?”
Man, you have no idea
Hola America
Hola America
It’s a long way from the Bay of Pigs
New York City high rise digs
Yasiel, Yoenes, El Duque, El Tiante
Bravos, Cerveceros, Nacionales, Los Gigantes
And they say “that's quite a story”
And I say I must agree
And they say, “do you believe it!”
Man, you have no idea
Hola America
Hola America
Hola, hola America