Faca Que Não Corta

A guitar that's no good, a knife that doesn't cut
If I lose, I don't care much

The handle of my hoe was a nice handle
It wasn't made of Guatambú, it was made of Cana Caiana
One day out in the fields, I got thirsty all the time
I sucked on the hoe handle and threw the hoe away

A hoe that's no good, a knife that doesn't cut
If I lose, I don't care much

I chased after a jaguar getting ready to shoot
From the state of São Paulo, it crossed over to Paraná
The prey I shoot at, I swear it won't escape
The shotgun failed, I caught the jaguar by hand

A shotgun that's no good, a knife that doesn't cut
If I lose, I don't care much

I took my money, lent it to a buddy
The little guy disappeared, neither money nor anything else
Borrowed money is a big danger
We lose the money and also lose the friend

A friend that's no good, a knife that doesn't cut
If I lose, I don't care much

My father-in-law's farm borders mine
As a wedding gift, he gave it to me since I didn't have one
With this marriage, I suddenly became rich
I married his farm and brought the girl as a gift

A marriage that's no good, a knife that doesn't cut
If I lose, I don't care much