Coração de Vaqueiro (part. Iguinho e Lulinha e Tarcísio do Acordeon)

She can't control herself when she sees the sparkle of the spur on the boot
It's because we're in fashion, where there's a rodeo, they show up
Leaves the city and comes to the countryside to feel
The rough grip mixed with affection

She, she can't control herself when she sees the sparkle of the spur on the boot
It's because we're in fashion, where there's a rodeo, they show up
Leaves the city and comes to the countryside just to feel
The rough grip mixed with affection

But she wants to make love inside my truck
The rodeo is over, but the ride isn't
Makes my saddle lap, doesn't get emotional, holds back
A cowboy's heart will never, never have an owner

She wants to make love inside my truck
The rodeo is over, but the ride isn't
Makes my saddle lap, doesn't get emotional, holds back
A cowboy's heart will never, never have an owner

Two turns in the hair give chills to the whole body
Burning up, sweaty
Started with tight, tasty and close forró
Got on my horse and ended up in the room
Ended up in the room

But she comes to make love inside my truck
One rodeo is over, but the ride isn't
Makes my saddle lap, doesn't get emotional, holds back
A cowboy's heart will never, never have an owner

Rodeo is in fashion
And we are the models
Hey, put the saddle on the horse, boy, to parade!

She can't control herself when she sees the sparkle of the spur on the boot
It's because we're in fashion, where there's a rodeo, they show up
Leaves the city and comes to the countryside to feel
The rough grip mixed with affection

She can't control herself when she sees the sparkle of the spur on the boot
It's because we're in fashion, where there's a rodeo, they show up
Leaves the city and comes to the countryside just to feel
The rough grip mixed with affection

She comes to make love inside my truck
The rodeo is over, but the ride isn't
Makes my saddle lap, doesn't get emotional, holds back
A cowboy's heart will never, never have an owner

And she wants to make love inside my truck
The rodeo is over, but the ride isn't
Makes my saddle lap, doesn't get emotional, holds back
A cowboy's heart will never, never have an owner

Two turns in the hair give chills to the whole body
Burning up, sweaty
Started with tight, tasty and close forró
Got on my horse and ended up in the room
Ended up in the room

But she wants to make love inside my truck
The rodeo is over, but the ride isn't
Makes my saddle lap, doesn't get emotional, holds back
A cowboy's heart will never, never have an owner