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Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

And on that farm he had a cow E-I-E-I-O

With a moo moo here

A moo moo there

Here a moo

There a moo

Everywhere a moo moo

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

E-I-E-I-O E-I-E-I-O

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

And on that farm he had a pig E-I-E-I-O

With a oink oink here

A oink oink there

Here a oink

There a oink

Everywhere a oink oink

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

E-I-E-I-O E-I-E-I-O

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

And on that farm he had a duck E-I-E-I-O

With a quack quack here

A quack quack there

Here a quack

There a quack

Everywhere a quack quack

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

E-I-E-I-O E-I-E-I-O

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

And on that farm he had a horse E-I-E-I-O

With a neigh neigh here

A neigh neigh there

Here a neigh

There a neigh

Everywhere a neigh neigh

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

E-I-E-I-O E-I-E-I-O

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

And on that farm he had a lamb E-I-E-I-O

With a baa baa here

A baa baa there

Here a baa

There a baa

Everywhere a baa baa

Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

Pretty girl, pretty girl, what you got in your hairSeems these fellas all around you wanna get up in there
But you got a man, got a man, and boy he treats you right
So you smile and say no thank you as you walk into the night
How does it feel to know a woman’s worth (Can you feel it, Say you feel it)So beautiful and a real good girl
Stand back and watch them stareThey lose their mind, they lose their mindEverybody Stare
One for you, three for meThese drinks they come for freeSee I’d rather have your moneyCause you won’t come home with me,No you won’t come home with me
Next time around you gotta be there first (Do you want it, say you want it)5 fingers out and asking her to dance
Stand back and watch them stareThey lose their mind, they lose their mindEverybody Stare
Ooooh she works so hard all night and day to make her wayOoooh so when she go out she don’t care what people sayStare You can stare, Woah, Stare!!

Queriendo correr ya gateaba,
Queriendo de todo chillaba,
Mi papá vivía de artesanías.

Ahora yo canto por nada,
Extraño mi tierra y mi mamá,
Me lleva la gente en su algarabía.

Los veo y me siento a contar

Monedas que no me darán

La felicidad de la noche y el día.

La verdad es que soy incapaz
De poder cambiar
lo que no sabría.

Niño llorón,

daría la vida por un poquitico de amor

Niño llorón,

me duele volver a tener que mirarte a los ojos,

Porque el tiempo nos dejó

¡Niño llorón! ¡Niño llorón!

Queriendo tener tu mirada

Pusiste atención, me veías las manos vacías

¿Qué te pediría?

Las palabras se pasan de largo

Tal vez el siguiente sería

Quien se apiadaría de ver por mi vida.

Niño llorón,

daría la vida por un poquitico de amor

Niño llorón,

me duele volver a tener que mirarte a los ojos

Niño llorón,

apenas tus penas se alivian con música, ¡ay, Dios!
Niño llorón,

no pierdas, mujer, la esperanza. ¡Ten fe en el amor!
Porque el tiempo nos dejó,

porque el tiempo nos dejó

¡Niño llorón! ¡Niño llorón!