She's Not There   The Zombies (#2 in 1964), Santana (#27 in 1977)

Well, no one told me about her, the way she lied.
Well, no one told me about her, how many people cried.

    But it's too late to say you're sorry
    How would I know, why should I care?
    Please don't bother tryin' to find her, she's not there.
    Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked,
    The way she acted, the color of her hair,
    Her voice was soft and cool,
    Her eyes were clear and bright, but she's not there.


Well, no one told me about her, what could I do?
Well, no one told me about her, though they all knew.

Chorus