Garimpeiro Gay

I did a great feat
It was in a month of February
I went to get a whore
There near Marmeleiro

In a heavy mining
There was only a brothel there
The owner had died
By the hands of a gunman
The whores were suffering
No food and no money

When I arrived at the brothel
It was already dawning
The whores spotted me
The joy was so great

Some packed their bags
Another asked for a cigarette
Others wanted to fuck
But at the time I couldn't
And when it was time to leave, one said she wasn't going

She made out with a guy
Bad-looking guy
And he said: I'm not leaving here without my tail
The two fell into the bush
I left in a hurry
I found the guy and the whore in the middle of the open field
I tied her up and brought her
I left him tied up

When I arrived at the brothel
The guy was already there
I found that weird
To untie himself
I still didn't call
I sent the whores on board
The guy came to me
He told me to take him
That he was demoralized, he couldn't stay there

There were thirty-five whores
With the guy thirty-six
When I handed over the whore
I'm thinking something
The guy and the whore were missing
At that I got scared
Only thirty-four whores, I don't know what happened
They say it was the ghost of a gay gold digger