| Every night when the moon is shining
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| Bright down in Rio De Janiero
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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 |