Historia de Mate Cosido
Adrian Abonizio
Story of Stitched Mate
Sittin' among the timbers
And the flowers fallin'
The tobacco flame
And the ship's cross
Far away, when they leave
From the Church, the buddies
Sit down to play, in the Sun
A party, uphill
There was last night and on the corner
Dawn broke raining
Sittin' among the timbers
And the flowers fallin'
The tobacco flame
And the ship's cross
If the lights of this town
Ask you, how I died
Tell 'em you don't know
You don't know
My revolver, my jacket
And my axe, my trap
My old dogs
My record
You gotta be prepared
One day the boat will arrive
I'll wait for it so calm
I'll change my shirt and my dagger
So an officer can write
In the departure report
A drowning
He'll tell it on duty
That he didn't flinch
So an officer can write
In the departure report
A drowning
He'll earn a promotion
Like a family man
So the river stops
At the appointed time
You'll arrive
He plunged a stab
Like just another hand
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