O Enxofre e a Cachaça
Hillbilly Rawhide
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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