Recorrendo Os Aguapé

Tomorrow morning I’m heading to town
I’m going back to roam the water lilies
The hammers have stopped ringing
I’m gonna find some flip-flops for my feet

Every now and then a stroll through the village
Where the ladies are dreaming and scheming
It’s not too much for someone living on a ranch
To ease the craving while listening to an accordion

And when a buddy shares a smile
For a cowboy roaming where the grass is high
The old world melts in a hug
And you feel a longing to stay

A new week with a nearly dry gourd
But I don’t mind, it’s good to fall in love
Next month I’ll be back, God willing
To ease the craving while listening to an accordion