Feira de Mangaio
Clara Nunes
Mango Fair
Rolling tobacco, pack saddle
I have to sell, who wants to buy?
Corn cake, cornbread, and coconut candy
I have to sell, who wants to buy?
Peanut brittle, rosemary, cinnamon
Kid, get out of here, let me work
And Zé ran to the Bird Market
And flew away everywhere
There was a little shop on the corner of the street
Where the mango seller would cheer up
Have a drink with roasted lamb
And look at Maria do Juá
There was a little shop on the corner of the street
Where the mango seller would cheer up
Have a drink with roasted lamb
And look at Maria do Juá
Horse bridle and rope
I have to sell, who wants to buy?
Flour, molasses, and soursop
I have to sell, who wants to buy?
Lamp wick, clay pot
Boy, I'm leaving, I have to go back
To hoe my field, like an ox pulling a cart
The dragging espadrille won't take me
Because there's an accordion player on the corner of the street
Playing tunes for people to dance
There's Zefa de Porcina making lace
And the bellows roaring non-stop
But there's an accordion player on the corner of the street
Playing tunes for people to dance
There's Zefa de Porcina making lace
And the bellows roaring non-stop
Hey, crazy forró!
Rolling tobacco, pack saddle
I have to sell, who wants to buy?
Corn cake, cornbread, and coconut candy
I have to sell, who wants to buy?
Peanut brittle, rosemary, cinnamon
Kid, get out of here, let me work
And Zé ran to the Bird Market
And flew away everywhere
There was a little shop on the corner of the street
Where the mango seller would cheer up
Have a drink with roasted lamb
And look at Maria do Juá
But there's an accordion player on the corner of the street
Playing tunes for people to dance
There's Zefa de Porcina making lace
And the bellows roaring non-stop
Wow, what a serene accordion player!
