Eric Land
Tarcísio do Acordeon to talk about vaquejada, you see
(To break your heart uoh oh oh oh)

Five in the morning the day is dawning
On the track there are still horses running
The bottle of Dreher is already the third
Everything's spinning, I'm way past drunk
Looking for an area to call her
Even knowing she won't answer me
I'm at the vaquejada but my mind is on her
Oh cowboy to suffer

I cried, at the vaquejada I cried
When our song played I remembered
I cried, cried, cried, cried
Missing my brunette, I cried

At the vaquejada I cried
When our song played I remembered
I cried, cried, cried, cried
Missing my brunette, I cried

Uoh oh oh oh
And take xote, go!
Pass with anger there with Eric Land, that there people present themselves on the track, it's different, you see?

Look that five in the morning the day is dawning
On the track there are still horses running
The bottle of Dreher is already the third
Everything's spinning, I'm way past drunk
Looking for an area to call her
Even knowing she won't answer me
I'm at the vaquejada but my mind is on her
Oh cowboy to suffer

I cried, at the vaquejada I cried
When our song played I remembered
I cried, cried, cried, cried
Missing my brunette, I cried

At the vaquejada I cried
When our song played I remembered
I cried, cried, cried, cried
Missing my brunette, I cried

Eh oh

Eita Eric Land
Tarcísio do Acordeon to talk about vaquejada, you see
And take xote, go! (Call)

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