Orelhador de Cordeona

Balances on the arm the Baio Branco Bergamot
Bugre from the grove doesn't need a bridle
Swings the body, ties this horse
Shows the world that a cowboy is priceless

In the same way, I'm feeling out this accordion
That is stubborn and bucks in a big way
In a one-on-one, we're already heading to the bonfire
And the dawn witnesses what I do
In a one-on-one, we're already heading to the bonfire
And the dawn witnesses what I do

Thanks to God, I'm not a son of the bush
If the bellows deny, I spread my legs listening
And I put on the brake and I put on the mark deep into the night
And I only calm down when the day starts to dawn

Thanks to God, I'm not a son of the bush
If the bellows deny, I spread my legs listening
And I put on the brake and I put on the mark deep into the night
And I only calm down when the day starts to dawn

I come from the time of the herd without a paddock
Being a companion is a virtue that I have in abundance
I have a good soul and accordionist wrists
A nimble body of someone who trips up snakes

Maybe that's why I stick and don't let go
In a squint, soaked in dew
On the rough back of this accordion, I only calm down
Seeing the sway of your dark body
On the rough back of this accordion, I only calm down
Seeing the sway of your dark body

Thanks to God, I'm not a son of the bush
If the bellows deny, I spread my legs listening
And I put on the brake and I put on the mark deep into the night
And I only calm down when the day starts to dawn

Thanks to God, I'm not a son of the bush
If the bellows deny, I spread my legs listening
And I put on the brake and I put on the mark deep into the night
And I only calm down when the day starts to dawn