El Cordobes - BZN

A hot sunny day

Some musicians play

The chords of an old pasodoble

The moment is near

For the thousands that cheer

The name of the great matador

In the wings where she whispered 'never say die'

Ohoh, never say die

Only cold perspiration invades his keen eye

It’s the moment we are waiting for

El Cordobes like a real cumbanchero

Ay ay ay ay, he’s the great matador

El Cordobes cumbanchi cumbanchero

Ay ay ay ay, he’s the man we adore

I fear the end of the show

A shivering thrill then we go

In the heat of the fight

He trembles inside

Never praise the day before it’s over

He’s starting to choke

To the finishing stroke

The crowd’s only crying for more

In the wings where she whispered 'never say die'

Ohoh, never say die

Only cold perspiration invades his keen eye

It’s the moment we are waiting for

El Cordobes like a real cumbanchero

Ay ay ay ay, he’s the great matador

El Cordobes cumbanchi cumbanchero

Ay ay ay ay, he’s the man we adore

I fear the end of the show

A shivering thrill then we go

El Cordobes like a real cumbanchero

Ay ay ay ay, he’s the great matador

El Cordobes cumbanchi cumbanchero

Ay ay ay ay, he’s the man we adore

I fear the end of the show

A shivering thrill then we go

El Cordobes!