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Every night when the moon is shining |
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Bright down in Rio De Janeiro |
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Comes a gent with a mellow instrument |
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And a colorful sombrero |
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Then he sings and the melody he brings |
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So tenderly played |
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Is called the Gaucho Serenade |
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La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la |
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Si, Senor he's a happy troubadour |
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On a patio you'll find him |
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Si Senor, he will go from door to door |
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Leaving happiness behind him |
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All the sweet Senoritas hurry out to join the parade |
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La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la |
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The Gaucho Serenade |