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Os ovelheiros ficam cuidando os arreios,
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Um guaxo pampa quer lamber as barrigueiras,
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Voam mutucas, pateiam pingos atados
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E um cardeal canta no alto das taquareiras.
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Nuvens de poeira se levantam céu adentro
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Nascem do centro do chão duro da mangueira,
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Costeiam vacas berrando pelos terneiros
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E um joão barreiro proseia co'a companheira.
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Tinem arames, terneirada mal costeada
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E a gauchada tira as botas, se arremanga 
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Canha e pitanga são remédios numa guampa
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Essência pampa, gosto de mato e de sanga.
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Bota lhe fogo nessas marca gratulino
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Porque o silvino Bololó ta de a cavalo
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O mano Vaz estira o laço num moerão
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E o borbinha toma um trago no gargalo.
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O seu pituca espeta a carne pra'o assado
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O cipriano peala, capa e assinala
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Homens maduros sentados sobre os arreios
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E nesse meio o mate acompanha a fala.
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Que gente buena destes pagos de mi flor...
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No tirador, capincho em couro sovado 
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No lenço atado, bandeira pampa que esvoa
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Quando encordoa um terneiro pra um bolcado
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O luiz bacia pede cancha, armando o laço
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E para o braço num tiro, longe, de atrás,
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Pealo de mestre quando a trança se termina
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E o tombo é sina que a natureza desfaz.
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O diamantino raça de índio pampeano
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Um soberano mesmo sem nada na vida 
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Tropeiro andejo, obediente e servidor
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Do corredor, fez casa, rumo e partida.
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Eu fui guri que aprendeu a cucharrear
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E derrubar na saída da porteira 
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Fui mandalete de alcançar marca e serrote
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Carneá um munício e desmancha pras cuzinheira.
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Fui guitarreiro e toquei gaita nos galpões
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E nos fogões alegrando a gauchada 
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Andei por tudo pealando quando cresci
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"dês que" saí dos pagos da encruzilhada.

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