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Monta Monta Monta

Billy Walker

Ride Ride Ride

If you don't want me baby if you're not satisfied
If you don't care get on your horse and ride ride ride

Since you got on your high horse those fancy friends you've found
You've had a hard time seeing me you're always looking down

If you don't want me baby...

You talked about me honey and you tried to tear me down
But while you're throwing dirt at me you're slowly losing around

If you don't want me baby...

[ harmonica ]
I'll have your second fiddle returned to you today
Cause baby that's one instrument I'll never learn to play

If you don't want me baby...
If you don't want me baby...

Monta Monta Monta

Si no me quieres, nena, si no estás satisfecha
Si no te importa, súbete a tu caballo y monta, monta, monta

Desde que te subiste a tu alto caballo, esos amigos elegantes que encontraste
Has tenido dificultades para verme, siempre estás mirando hacia abajo

Si no me quieres, nena...

Hablaste de mí, cariño, y trataste de derribarme
Pero mientras me estás tirando tierra, lentamente estás perdiendo terreno

Si no me quieres, nena...

[ armónica ]
Te devolveré tu segundo violín hoy
Porque, nena, ese es un instrumento que nunca aprenderé a tocar

Si no me quieres, nena...
Si no me quieres, nena...

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