From a run-down cathedral that stood on the edge of the city

On Sunday's came a sound I will always recall

It was sweet and complete

And it flowed through this cold-hearted city

And it sends me a heavenly shiver to think of it now

Come hear the voices of San Pedro's children

Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh

Joining hands and voices for the world to share

And how the cathedral would ring

When San Pedro's children would sing

You'd hear them going

La la la...

"Vaya con dios, mi amigo, en las noches felices"

I could not understand, but the message I found

'Cause the heavens seemed to translate

The words they were singing

And I know that somewhere an angel is writing it down

Come hear the voices of San Pedro's children

Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh

Joining hands and voices

For the world to share

And how the cathedral would ring

When San Pedro's children would sing

You'd hear them going

La la la...

Time presses on and they tore down that run-down cathedral

Never will the joy ring so clear through the town

But on Sunday's if you stand very still

As the sun's coming over the hill

I swear

Sweet Lord

I hear them goin'

La la la...

Come hear the

Come hear the

Voices of San Pedro's children

Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh

Joining hands and voices

For the world to share - oh-oh oh-oh

La la la...