written by Valeriano Trejo Pónme mi vestido blanco Aquel con que nos casamos El doctor por más que le ande Está muy lejos nuestro rancho Ya no gastes en remedios Ya mis fuerzas van mermando Pónme mi vestido blanco Tata Dios me está llamando Tata Dios... Todo se queda en silencio Solo Juan le dice a ella: Vieras que lindos jilotes Se estan dando en la ladera Pero ya no "quiero" nada Voy a regalar la siembra Tata Dios asi lo quiere Y con Tata nadie juega Tata Dios... Me está llamando Father God Put my white dress on me The one I wore when we were married The doctor has far to walk Because our ranch is so far away Don't waste your time on remedies My strength is already leaving me Put my white dress on me Father God is calling me Everything remains still Only Juan is telling her: See how pretty the cornstalks Growing on the hillside But now I don't want anything I'm going to give away the seed Father God wants it this way And with Father nobody plays Father God... is calling me © 1956 Promotora Hispano Americana de Musica, S.A. Copyright renewed. All rights controlled by Peer International Corp (BMI)