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Pout-Pourri: A) Boiadeiro - Xote, B) Juazeiro - XoteMedley: A) Cowboy - Xote, B) Juazeiro - Xote

João Mossoró · O Mito E a Arte De Luiz Gonzaga Vol. 2 The Myth and Art of Luiz Gonzaga Vol. 2 (2006)

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Composer: João Mossoró

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Já é quase de manhã

É hora do gado andar

E lá vão eles, boiadeiro e boi

E lá vão eles, boiadeiro e boi


Vai entrando no sertão

Cavalo parece um rei

Enfrentando caatinga de seca braba

Em terra que não tem lei

Vai cumprir sua missão

Entra no sertão camarada

Entra no sertão camarada

Ou vai ganhar de mais

Ou não vai ganhar nada


Estala chicote que o gado vai

Boiadeiro tem seu dia de senhor

E o orgulho que ele trás

É de homem de valor

O céu é todo dele

Estrelas só luar também

Dizem boiadeiro não tem nada

Mais tem o que pouca gente tem

Tem o céu, tem a paz

Tem o amor, a solidão dos campos

Agradece a nosso senhor

Obrigado meu senhor

Por tanto céu, por tanto amor, por tanta paz

Obrigado meu senhor

Eu não quero nada mais

Translation

It's almost morning

It's time for the cattle to walk

And there they go, cowboy and ox

And there they go, cowboy and ox


He goes into the backlands

The horse looks like a king

Facing the harsh dry scrubland

In a land that has no law

He will fulfill his mission

Enter the backlands, comrade

Enter the backlands, comrade

Either you'll gain too much

Or you won't gain anything


The whip cracks and the cattle go

The cowboy has his day as lord

And the pride that he brings

Is that of a man of worth

The sky is all his

Stars and moonlight too

They say the cowboy has nothing

But he has what few people have

He has the sky, he has peace

He has love, the solitude of the fields

He thanks our Lord

Thank you, my Lord

For so much sky, for so much love, for so much peace

Thank you, my Lord

I don't want anything more



All lyrics by João Mossoró

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