Wild West Gaucho

Verse 1: In the Wild West, where cowboys roamed, A sight to behold, I'd never condoned. A Gaucho appeared, with a poncho so wide, His gaucho attire, a source of great pride. Pre-Chorus: He didn't speak English, not a word or a phrase, But his smile was infectious, in his own unique ways. With mate and tortas fritas, he'd welcome us all, A taste of his homeland, a culinary enthrall. Chorus: The Gaucho of the Wild West, a sight to behold, A stranger in our land, a story to be told. With his friendly demeanor, he won our hearts, A reminder that friendship, a work of art. Verse 2: He'd join our campfire, under the starry sky, Sharing his tales, with a twinkle in his eye. His horse by his side, his loyal companion, Through thick and through thin, their bond was a bastion. Pre-Chorus: He'd trade his mate for whiskey, a taste of our land, And soon enough, he'd be joining our band. A bit tipsy and merry, but always so kind, A friend to all cowboys, a one-of-a-kind. Chorus: The Gaucho of the Wild West, a sight to behold, A stranger in our land, a story to be told. With his friendly demeanor, he won our hearts, A reminder that friendship, a work of art. Bridge: His horse would drag him home, when the night was done, A loyal companion, under the rising sun. Despite his drunken antics, we loved him so dear, A friend from afar, who held us so near. Chorus: The Gaucho of the Wild West, a sight to behold, A stranger in our land, a story to be told. With his friendly demeanor, he won our hearts, A reminder that friendship, a work of art. Outro: So let's raise a glass, to the Gaucho we met, A reminder that friendship, we should never forget. No matter our language, our culture, or land, A true friend's embrace, is always at hand. [end]