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Luiz Gonzaga

Fogo Sem FuzilFire Without a Rifle

Luiz Gonzaga · Quadrilhas E Marchinhas Juninas June Quadrilles and Marchinhas (1965)

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Composer: Luiz Gonzaga

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Full lyrics

Eu esse ano vou me embora pro sertão

Pra dançar pelo São João

Farriar com mais de mil

Ver o velhotes atirar de granadeiro

E a moçada no terreiro

Tirar fogo sem fuzil


Eu esse ano vou me embora pro sertão

Pra dançar pelo São João

Farriar com mais de mil

Ver o velhotes atirar de granadeiro

E a moçada no terreiro

Tirar fogo sem fuzil


A meninada a brincar de ané

Pamonha e café sempre na mesa

E as moreninhas

Prá servir com alegria

Quando for no outro dia

Tem buchada com certeza


Eu esse ano vou me embora pro sertão

Pra dançar pelo São João

Farriar com mais de mil

Ver o velhotes atirar de granadeiro

E a moçada no terreiro

Tirar fogo sem fuzil


Eu esse ano vou me embora pro sertão

Pra dançar pelo São João

Farriar com mais de mil

Ver o velhotes atirar de granadeiro

E a moçada no terreiro

Tirar fogo sem fuzil


A meninada a brincar de ané

Pamonha e café sempre na mesa

E as moreninhas

Prá servir com alegria

Quando for no outro dia

Tem buchada com certeza


Eu esse ano vou me embora pro sertão

Pra dançar pelo São João

Farriar com mais de mil

Ver o velhotes atirar de granadeiro

E a moçada no terreiro

Tirar fogo sem fuzil


Eu esse ano vou me embora pro sertão

Pra dançar pelo São João

Farriar com mais de mil

Ver o velhotes atirar de granadeiro

E a moçada no terreiro

Tirar fogo sem fuzil

Translation

This year I'm going away to the sertão

To dance for São João

To party with more than a thousand

To see the old folks shoot like grenadiers

And the youngsters in the yard

Shoot fire without a rifle


This year I'm going away to the sertão

To dance for São João

To party with more than a thousand

To see the old folks shoot like grenadiers

And the youngsters in the yard

Shoot fire without a rifle


The kids playing the ring game

Pamonha and coffee always on the table

And the moreninhas

To serve with joy

When it's the next day

There's buchada for sure


This year I'm going away to the sertão

To dance for São João

To party with more than a thousand

To see the old folks shoot like grenadiers

And the youngsters in the yard

Shoot fire without a rifle


This year I'm going away to the sertão

To dance for São João

To party with more than a thousand

To see the old folks shoot like grenadiers

And the youngsters in the yard

Shoot fire without a rifle


The kids playing the ring game

Pamonha and coffee always on the table

And the moreninhas

To serve with joy

When it's the next day

There's buchada for sure


This year I'm going away to the sertão

To dance for São João

To party with more than a thousand

To see the old folks shoot like grenadiers

And the youngsters in the yard

Shoot fire without a rifle


This year I'm going away to the sertão

To dance for São João

To party with more than a thousand

To see the old folks shoot like grenadiers

And the youngsters in the yard

Shoot fire without a rifle

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