San Jose

Pedro wakes in the morning
Sun is shining, the birds are singing
Other children are calling
The gang's all here and there's no time for waiting
As they run down the alley, merchants sort their fare
Preparing for the day, they wait for today's first pay
Not impatient not eager, they're familiar with the meter of
Just another day in the streets of San José

They sing
A-oom, a-oom, buenos dias
A-oom, a-oom, como estais
A-oom, a-oom, how is your family
A-oom, a-oom, so good to see you today

Pedro knows it's time to go home now
The sun is sinking, the birds have stopped singing
Other childrens' mothers are calling
At home they know a meal will be bubbling
As they run down la calle, musicians fill the air
With songs of love, songs of love and despair
Conqueros, charangos, all sensing the tempos of
Just another night in San José's light

They sing
A-oom, a-oom, buenas noches
A-oom, a-oom, hasta mañana
A-oom, a-oom, time to go home now?
A-oom, a-oom, just sing one more song for me