Bom Vaqueiro
João do Vale
Good Cowboy
Who was a cowboy that sees
Another cowboy singing
Remembers the times
When he used to be a cowboy
Suffers like someone who loves
And sees them with someone else
Oh
Master Costa good cowboy
In the backlands of Maranhão
Mounted on his horse
A big man with a dog
And with a good horse ride
He wouldn't fall off
Oh
Today instead of a breastplate
He carries a passion in his chest
Not being able to be a cowboy
Or wear his vest
The cattle pass by
Trampling on his heart
Oh
Master Costa on the farm
Now only opens the gate
Youth left him
He also left her
Old age got on him
He got off the saddle
Oh
Master Costa on the farm
Now only opens the gate
Youth left him
He also left her
Old age got on him
He got off the saddle
Oh
