Prepare your heart for the things that I am going to tell
I come from the backwoods, I come from the hinterland
I come from the backcountry, and I may not please you
I've learned to say no, to see death without crying
And death the fate everything, and death the fate everything
It was out of place, I live to fix it
In the cattle heard I've been ox, but one day I rode
Not for my sake, or of whoever had been with me
That had any wish, but by necessity
Of the owner of a cattle herd whose cowboy died
Cowboy for long time, firm tie and strong arm
Many cattle, many people, I've held in life
I progressed like in a dream, and cowboy was a king
But the world was spinning under the legs of my horse
And in the dreams that I was dreaming, sights were getting clearer
Sights were getting clearer, until one day I woke up
Then I could not keep going brave as foreman
And the owner of cattle and people, because cattle we brand
conduct, savage, fatter and kill, but with people it is different
If you do not agree I cannot apologize
I do not sing to cheat, I'll take my guitar
I'll leave you aside, I'll sing elsewhere
In the cattle herd I've been ox, as cowboy I've been king
Not for me or anyone else who had been with me
Who wanted or who could, for anything owned
For anything of himself want to go further than I
But the world was spinning under the legs of my horse
Now that someday I rode I'm a knight
Firm tie and strong arm in a kingdom that has no king