Alice Corbin

From “New Mexico Folk-songs”

PRETTY is the morning,

Pretty is the day.

When the moon comes up

It is light as day.

Fortune’s wheel keeps turning!

Yes, Fortune has its ups and downs,

Fortune is a bubble.

It was all for a married woman

I had my trouble.

Fortune’s wheel keeps turning!

It was eight o’clock at the bridge,

And nine at Jésus María,

But before I could reach her door,

I was caught by her fat old tía!

Fortune’s wheel keeps turning!