Baile na Serra

I grab my accordion and sing this tune
Reminded of a dance I went to just days ago
It was up in the mountains at Mané Romão's place
And I had a buddy who was my brother

And the accordion player, a determined gaucho
With a twang on the accordion, he started to play
He played a xote for us to dance to
And with his rhyming verses, he began to sing

And a dark-haired girl with a captivating body
Gave me a glance and I was off to dance with her
And my brother with a girl in red
Was dancing close, something to envy

With the dark-haired girl, I whispered softly
Slow and sweet, and the romance took shape
But my brother with the girl in red
Was dancing tight, and her dad didn’t like it

At midnight, a fight broke out in a corner
They broke three or four benches because of my brother
In the early morning, they met again
It turned into a brawl with clubs, guns, and knives

I’m a wild one who loves a ruckus
I got caught up in the mess just to see what would happen
They surrounded me, five or six of them
I took down a couple, and they couldn’t cut me

My brother, a wild one with a crazy mind
Grabbed some tools and cut a lot of people
And it went on until dawn
Because no one could make sense of it until the dance was over