A Roça Ou a Cidade
Os Barões da Pisadinha
The Countryside or the City
I'm a simple guy
Born and raised in the countryside
But a city girl
Is the one who lassoed me
And in the beginning it was a bed of roses
It was me and her on my horse
Our perfume was the smell of the bush
Our suite was in the truck
It was too good to believe
That it was true
Until she asked me to choose
The countryside or the city
A cowboy will drink
And cry in love
Will lose his love
But won't leave his horse
A cowboy will drink
And cry in love
Will lose his love
But won't leave his horse
I'm a simple guy
Born and raised in the countryside
But a city girl
Is the one who lassoed me
And in the beginning it was a bed of roses
It was me and her on my horse
Our perfume was the smell of the bush
Our suite was in the truck
It was too good to believe
That it was true
Until she asked me to choose
The countryside or the city
A cowboy will drink
And cry in love
Will lose his love
But won't leave his horse
A cowboy will drink
And cry in love
Will lose his love
But won't leave his horse
