Tropas e Boiadas

I met at the cowboys' port
A good cowboy, old and seasoned
With him, I learned many lessons
From the days when cattle ruled the land

I didn’t know what a horn was
Had no clue about a cattle drive
Because I was just a beginner
In this business of herding cattle

Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by
Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by

He told me about his travels
And the parties when he arrived
Pretty girls would come to the window
To see his crew go by

He also spoke of the spotted one
Caught up in the thicket
When the cattle stampede happened
Where he lost his friend and brother

Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by
Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by

Dear boy, I could be your dad
You’re just starting your life now
But tomorrow, when you grow up
You’ll remember my story too

A story that’s written
On a dusty page
You’re now part of my book
Titled Troops and Cattle Drives

Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by
Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by

Go, go, go, go old memories, go fetch
I want to see, troops and cattle drives passing by