La Jota de La Jota

In the middle of the class
The teacher scolded me
When I said that the jota
Is a Spanish dance

Brave suitcase!
He shouted at me
The jota is the letter
After the I

What news! It's funny!
Well, I'm not going to know
That my grandmother used to dance it
And indeed, my grandfather too

He brought a big dictionary
Very angrily he opened it
And pointing to a letter
The teacher exclaimed

Stupid child, I'm ashamed!
The jota is the letter before the k

Don't tell me! Oh, how strange!
Yes sir, I know very well
That the jota is a dance
Where fingers snap, and olé!

All the children left
I was left punished
And with rigor they made me
Write on paper

Fill it with jotas, how angry it made me
But I wrote ha ha ha ha!

Oh, how strange! I celebrate it
And I'm glad it happened that way
Zaragoza, next to the Ebro
Is where the jota was born