Rei Da Pecuária

A slender cowboy
In a fancy hotel he entered alone
He brushed off the dust from his worn-out hat
In a polite manner, he spoke to the manager
Please, I want a tidy room
And very quiet, with plenty of space
Tomorrow morning we'll chat
The journey was tough, I'm exhausted

The manager said in a rude way
I only provide accommodation for decent people
Leave now and find your own way
A wanderer will never be my guest
Perhaps a night shelter will accept you
Or find a place in a stable
Because my hotel doesn't accept riffraff
As it's the pride of the hotel industry

To the cowboy, this was not a defeat
From his boot's shaft, he took out a paper
Telling the manager, here's my proof
That I'm not a wanderer, I'm the hotel owner
I bought it from your ex-boss
But my passion is to live in the pasture
And all the money from this investment
Is just the payment for a herd

Immediately, the manager admitted his mistake
I apologize for everything I did
Said the cowboy, you're forgiven
You're rude and don't know what you're saying
If you want a job and can handle the bush
I have daily work for you
Instead of the donkey pulling the mill
On the large farm of the cattle king