Aguenta Aí

Sérgio Godinho

Hang in There

My name is Joaquim
My nickname is Mendes
I’m from Porto, just because
But I’m also from Sendes

And I want to cheer for the folks
Who love and who get moving
At least it’s settled
Not to just complain

But I won’t say amen
When things go sideways
Though there are those who
Criticizing is just a sport

Every day, I leave early
For a really boring job
And the boss whispers to me
You do well and it’s cheap

I’ve got, so I don’t have to walk
A car that’s been through seven hands
It brakes in reverse
And accelerates, not at all

Sick of traffic jams
Here’s my contribution
I’m just gonna tell traffic
To get caught on the overpass

I threw a stick at the cat
That was sold as a hare
I’m going for a walk at the Palace
But I live in a shack

I looked for a house in the city
There’s justice in this life
The proof is that the bad quality
Is so well distributed

World heritage
Is pride, for sure
We need to put on a pedestal
Poverty doesn’t belong here

Hang in there, you’re neither saint nor priest
You do your thing, but there’s no dog that won’t bark at you
There are mornings
When a man in the afternoon
Can’t go out at night
Or come back at dawn
Hang in there, you’re neither saint nor priest
You do your thing, but there’s no dog that won’t bark at you
There are mornings
When a man in the afternoon
Can’t go out at night
Or come back at dawn
Hang in there, you’re neither saint nor priest
You do your thing, but there’s no dog that won’t bark at you
There are mornings
When a man in the afternoon
Can’t go out at night
Or come back at dawn