Uncle Perucho made his way
From Jovellanos to Camagüey
After a humble start
With fire in the belly and an oxen cart
He became a big, big man
In sugar, cattle and land
Uncle Perucho was a legend
He was fair and loved by all his men
They worked together in the hot sun
Ruled by friendship and his long-barreled gun
He rode a big, white horse
And made good use of every resource
Uncle Perucho, at the top of his game,
Ordered a harvester for sugar cane
When his herd needed renewal
He decided to import a prize stud bull
As he awaited their arrival
The revolution began to spiral
Along came the hour
When the Communists seized power
They took old Perucho's land
And did many other things hard to understand
His pricey machine was left to rust in its crate
And the prize bull met a miserable fate
They took that bull so worthy
And they turned him into beef jerky...
Uncle Perucho made his way
From Jovellanos to Camagüey
He started with an oxen cart
Then bought a bull that broke his heart
Castro propaganda 'bout the revolution's glory
Is all a big bull story
Perucho knew the bull
Perucho knew the bull
Poor bull...
A Bull Story (A True Story) is indeed a true story and, at the same time, an allegory about Cuba. It will appeal to listeners who enjoy the music of the Buena Vista Social Club but played with a touch of jazz.
A Bull Story (A True Story)
