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Help Me, Saint Onofre! (Valei-me Santo O
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Help me, Saint Onofre
I'm starting the day with a prayer
Holy sugarcane growing in the fields
(Purify this sacred liquid)
Give to us this glass that's brimming
(Never settle for the skimpy filling)
Let thy cachacas will be trusted
(In the bar and where the night is busting)
Give this day our daily measure of delight
Pardon us for evenings far from sober
As we pardon all who pass their drinking over
Guide our thirst past every cola's sticky lure
And keep us safe from water plain and pure
(Cheers, my friend)
Help me, Saint Onofre
Those who drink may forget what came before
(Those who never drink)
Have nothing to ignore
Cachaca is the fiercest foe a man can face
But the holy book declares we must embrace
And love our enemies
The boss lady said, "Choose me or all that booze"
I still remember every word she'd choose
I kinda miss her on some afternoons
Help me, Saint Onofre
Help me, Saint Onofre
Help me, Saint Onofre