El caminante
Entero andando (bis)
Quiso hacer el camino
Entero andando
Y se vino conmigo
Siempre preguntando
El traje estrecho
Los botos de Valverde
Le estaban grandes
Le pusieron la gente
El caminante
(Y el caminante
Desoyaos los hombros) (bis)
De los tirantes
Agua y refrescos (x 3)
Me dijo que bebía
Agua y refresco
Y que no comprendía
A los rocieros
Lo convencimos
Yo le enseñé un fandango
Le dimos vino
Y se llevó cantando
To el camino
(Y el caminante
Ya me tiene aburrío) (bis)
Con tanto cante
Andando vine (x 3)
Se descalzó en el coto
Andando vine
Y se habían comío los botos
Los calcetines
Le dio mi agüela
De mi pare un sombrero
Pa dos cabezas
Lo lleva siempre puesto
Hasta las orejas
Y quiere juerga
Fandangos y aguardiente
Y quiere juerga
Y me tuvo al relente
La noche entera
Perdió el sombrero (x 3)
Se metió pa llevarla
Perdió el sombrero
Como un niño gritaba
Soy rociero
Éste no vuelve
Va a quedá del Rocío
Harto pa siempre
Le escondimos el vino
Y el aguardiente
No me lo pierdo
Decía el caminante
No me lo pierdo
Y pase lo que pase
A verla vengo
The Wanderer
Walking the whole way (repeat)
He wanted to walk the path
Walking the whole way
And he came with me
Always asking
The tight suit
The Valverde boots
Were too big for him
People made fun of him
The wanderer
(And the wanderer
Shoulders bare) (repeat)
From the suspenders
Water and sodas (x 3)
He told me he drank
Water and soda
And didn't understand
The pilgrims
We convinced him
I showed him a fandango
We gave him wine
And he left singing
The whole way
(And the wanderer
Is getting on my nerves) (repeat)
With so much singing
I came walking (x 3)
He took off his shoes in the field
I came walking
And the boots were eaten
The socks
My grandma gave him
A hat from my dad
For two heads
He always wears it
Up to his ears
And he wants to party
Fandangos and liquor
And he wants to party
And he kept me out in the cold
The whole night
He lost his hat (x 3)
He went to get it back
He lost his hat
Like a child he yelled
I'm a pilgrim
He's not coming back
He's going to stay at El Rocío
Fed up forever
We hid the wine
And the liquor
I won't miss it
Said the wanderer
I won't miss it
And no matter what happens
I'll come see her