Nasci Pra Ser Vaqueiro

I was born to be a cowboy
And I will die a cowboy
Living herding cattle
Is my devotion
Seeing my field well taken care of
Is my first step
Whoever wants to be a good cowboy
Love the profession (2x)

Where there's a saddled horse,
A good cattle dog,
And a wild bull runner.
Where the leather-clad gather,
A tight-packed forró,
You can call me and I'll go.
Where there's a rodeo party
With ring games, horseback riding
And a singer chanting

If there's a post race,
Calf roping by hand,
Wait for me, I'm coming...(2x)

I was born to be a cowboy
And I will die a cowboy
Living herding cattle
Is my devotion
Seeing my field well taken care of
Is my first step
Whoever wants to be a good cowboy
Love the profession (2x)