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Hialeah Cowboy's


Artist: That Beach Sound Cartel
Artist's Description
Warm Afro-Cuban coastal Americana with vintage surf-rock textures, tropical rhythm, humid late-night atmosphere, and subtle country swagger.

Genre(s): Country, Alternative Country, Afro-Cuban, Surf Rock, Cuba
Mood(s): Groovy, Proud
Style(s): Story
Language(s): English
Hialeah Cowboy'sStandard License:$79.00
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Hialeah Cowboy's

By That Beach Sound Cartel
They say Miami
Ain’t got no cowboys
Hell
They never been to Hialeah

Verse 1

Back in nineteen-twenty-one
This town got raised
Northwest of South Beach
Edge of the Everglades

Old Seminole land
Haiyakpo-Hili
Then a hurricane came
And wiped out Willie Willie

But the city came back
From mud and palmettos
Sawgrass plains
Old caballos and mangos

Palm trees
And bougainvillea
Now the whole damn world knows
The city of Hialeah

Verse 2

Cracker cowboys
Is what they called ’em then
Not disrespect
Just workin’ cattle pens

Dust on their boots
And sunburnt skin
Ridin’ through the glades
Pushin’ cracker cows in

Now the whole city changed
Sí señor indeed
But them cowboy roots
Still run deep

Now it’s guava pastelitos
Cuban coffee steam
Spanglish cowboys
Livin’ the country dream

Chorus

Hialeah Cowboy
Probably more Cuban now
Than they were back then

Bro
More Southern
Than anybody from Abilene

Hialeah Cowboy
Latinos for sure
A couple gringos around

But they still more country
Than anybody from Cowtown

Stetsons on their heads
White pearl-snap guayaberas
José Martí
On gold belt buckles
And leather chancletas

Hook

Pardon me mi amigo
Them boys legit

Too legit to quit

Verse 3

Vanilla Ice
Rapped Miami lights
A1A
Mustangs at night

Two Live Crew
Sang about strip clubs
With that loud bass too
Shook the damn disco
With songs about The ’U’

But nobody sings
’Bout them real cowboys
The ones still ridin’
Through the Florida noise

South of ol’ Kentucky
West of Miami’s Calle Ocho
Boots in the swamp
And Rum and Cokes to go

Bridge

You’ll hear George Strait
Right after Willy Chirino
One man wearin’ Wranglers
The other smokin’ cigarillos

Airboats hummin’
Through mosquito skies
Old men play dominoes
Lechón asado roasting outside

And somewhere past midnight
Under neon green
Them Hialeah cowboys
Still rule the scene

Final Chorus

The Hialeah Cowboy
Sí Papi

The Hialeah Cowboy
Northwest of South Beach

The Hialeah Cowboy
Southern as can be

The Hialeah Cowboy
More cowboy
Than anybody in Tennessee

Outro

Hialeah Caballo

Hialeah Cowboy
Probably more Cuban now

Hialeah Cowboy
Latinos for sure

Hialeah Cowboy
Probably more Cuban now

Welcome to Hialeah

Welcome to Hialeah
White pearl-snap guayaberas
And leather chancletas
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