João Tatu

Brasas do Forró - João Tatu

I arrived at a ranch dance
It was cold, drizzling
A young man shouted: Look who's coming
I threw myself into the arms of one
And we started digging

Dig here, dig there, dig everywhere
I was born to be an armadillo
My business is digging

I left like a crooked donkey
Suspiciously watching over me
And the old ladies like owls
Spying on me from the corners
And I pretended not to see
And kept on digging

Dig here, dig there, dig everywhere
I was born to be an armadillo
My business is digging

The oil lamp was half dim
The lantern almost out
I invited the lady
To slide with me
I was born to be an armadillo
And I want to die digging

Dig here, dig there, dig everywhere
I was born to be an armadillo
My business is digging

The ranch owner shouted
Accordion player, stop playing
I'm going to count the ladies
If there's one missing
Because outside I saw a strange figure
Digging

Dig here, dig there, dig everywhere
And my name is João Tatu
For whatever is needed.