Expresso Boiadeiro

Along the road I go rolling
and singing this song
leading the cattle, I break through with my truck
But with me always remains
hurting the heart
the longing for the horn
echoing through the backcountry

Goodbye my bay mule, goodbye
Goodbye my chestnut horse
goodbye time that passed, goodbye
Goodbye dust of the ground
Goodbye my ranch hands, goodbye
Goodbye past time
In the Cowboy Express, I alone take my cattle...

Along the road I go rolling...