Sertanejo Sem Mistura

I'm a countryman cowboy
I was born to live in the countryside
I like my backcountry
Of all things that are ours

My chestnut horse
My old lady in the shack
I won't live in the city
It's not a matter of not being able to, oh, oh

With the city life
Honestly, I'm not used to it
I like to be in abundance
What's left over from my consumption

The barn full of corn
Three, four rolls of tobacco
In a good year
In a harvest, I get ready, oh, oh

Hardworking countryman
He never experiences poverty
I have a saddle horse
Two good hunting dogs

I wake up early on Sundays
I go out for those quails
The quail takes flight
I make it fall in the smoke, oh, oh

I eat chicken every day
One for lunch, another for dinner
I wake up at dawn
When the rooster crows

I feed my pigs to fatten them up
So they don't stay lean
I hug the country girl
And go take care of my plants, oh, oh

I only come to the city
About twice a month
Even then, I spend little time
At the store where I'm a customer

There I drink some cachaça
I talk to the Portuguese man
I buy what I need
And I return to the ranch again, oh, oh