Chamá Maria
Mestre Ambrósio
Call Maria
Every night is like this,
Every party is like this...
Old folks, strange folks
One from Spain, one from here
One tough guy hits, one soft one gets hit
And the pay is what's bad
Every time it's like this
Another time, it was like this...
The accordion jams, the voice scratches
Oh, endless missteps!
The people yell, a fool wins
And a drunk yells at me:
Go call Maria
To straighten out the song!
To call Maria
Just hum a tune!
To call the people
Into the yard
Enchanting, scaring away
The evils through song!
