Mercado Blues
(© Priscilla Celina Suarez)
I’ve got the blues, the Mercado blues,
I’ve got the blues, the Mercado blues,
My band isn’t playing because they went shopping; I don’t know what to do.
The boys make music by patting their knees, girls make music with the palm of their hands,
The boys make music by patting their knees, girls make music with the palm of their hands,
I ask myself, will these boys and girls play the blues?
It is so hot at the Mercado today; and I only brought with me a dollar
It is so hot at the Mercado today; and I only brought with me a dollar
An idea comes to mind, so yummy for my tummy,
An idea comes to mind, so yummy for my tummy,
An idea comes to mind, so yummy for my tummy,
A bright red and icy cool raspa, so good for only a dollar.
And now, no longer do I have the Mercado Blues!
Priscilla Celina Suárez 