Dave Stamey - The Vaquero Song Lyrics
A vaquero once was INow I live in the air above the pepper treesWhere are all the cattle, that belonged to Captain DanaThey're blown away like ashes in the California breezeAnd once I rode the foothillsAnd I swung a long reataI worked the hide and tallow trade in the land I lovedI rode in wooden stirrupsAnd the dust raised by my poniesWas smoke, from my alter offered up to the God aboveTodavía estoy aquí I am still hereTodavía estoy aquí my soul is dancing in the moonlightI mingle with each grain of sand in the land that is my birthrightI am still here, todavía estoy aquíI am still here, todavía estoy aquíIn the canyon and barrancasAnd willows by the creek bankI chased the wild cattle through the live oak treesCross valleys ridge and mesaAnd the hills baked oh, so yellowMy ponies sleek and dancing were all a man would needTodavía estoy aquí I am still hereTodavía estoy aquí my soul is dancing in the moonlightI mingle with each grain of sand in the land that is my birthrightI am still here, todavía estoy aquíI am still here, todavía estoy aquíIn the fog of early morning,O' the misty haze of twilightBeyond the sagging ruins of these adobe wallsYou may see me in the dust,That shimmers in the half lightOr hear me in the whisper, of the grass so green and tallTodavía estoy aquí I am still hereTodavía estoy aquí my soul is dancing in the moonlightOh I mingle with each grain of sand in the land that is my birthrightI am still here, todavía estoy aquíI am still here, todavía estoy aquíMy name is Juan MedinaA vaquero once was INow I live, in the air above of the pepper trees.....