Jurema
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Jurema
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Ô mãe preta a hora chegou
O feijão tá cozido, a roupa de molho
Na hora que o neném chorou
Taca a mama na boca, neném se calou
Ô menino que dor nas cadeira
Tá mai grande que pau de aroeira
Vê se larga minha cabeleira
Como pode menino danado assim
Dorme logo menino tem dó de mim
A mãe sentou, o pé voou
Curtiu um som, babou no filhinho
Pretinho meu fi, eu sempre te quis
Cê vai estudar pra ser bem feliz
Ouça bem ô pretinho o que a mãe te diz
Eu te pego na palma da mão ó pretinho
Eu te pego na palma da da mão
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