O Enxofre e a Cachaça
Hillbilly Rawhide
Sulfur and Cachaça
Satan came to talk to me
He said, 'buddy, you're screwed'
You owe me your soul for eternity
To burn in the cauldron of hell
I said, dude, you're mistaken
I never made a deal with the devil
Get out of here before I get mad
Kick your tail, cut your horn
He said, cheeky boy
That's not how you break a contract
If you don't want to go straight to hell
You'll have to defeat me in a duel
I said, dude, choose your weapons
You won't take my soul
You with sulfur and me with cachaça
You won't take anything from me
At sunset, appointed place
I carry the cachaça and my gun by my side
I said devil, just take a sip
I want to know if you're really strong
Satan fell unconscious
I stayed calm, lit a cigarette
I drank the rest of that cachaça
I imprisoned the dog in the bottle