[Verse 1: Aragonese jota male lead, belting over pounding triple-time drums and castanets] Ay, the first song that I put out, you were up before the sun Ringin' every bell in town and swearin' somethin' come undone Said the music had no mother and the melody was stole Said a wolf was in the sheepfold and he's eatin' every soul So the shepherds grabbed their lanterns and they ran up through the frost Found a singer and guitar and not a single lamb was lost Venga, that was me, maño, just a song and nothin' more And you shrugged and said, "Next time," and went home and locked the door [Pre-Hook: Aragonese jota male lead, castanets rising] Second song, you rang again, and half as many came Third song, only two old men, and both forgot your name [Hook: Aragonese jota male lead, full band] You cried wolf on every song that ever made 'em move Hollered fake at every hook till no one asked for proof Now the wolf is in the plaza and the village sleeps right through Ay, you cried wolf so long, maño, now the cryin' part is you [Verse 2: Aragonese jota male lead, sharper, bandurria riff] Every Sunday there's a new one, every Sunday there's your shout Callin' counterfeit on rhythms that you never figured out Callin' fraud on every chorus, callin' fake on every fan Till the baker told the butcher, "I'm not runnin' for that man" So they hung a pillow on the bell and wool around the clock And the mayor stuffed his ears and slept straight through your loudest knock Venga, now you're on the hill with your lantern and your horn And the only thing that answers you's the wind across the corn [Pre-Hook: Aragonese jota male lead, castanets rising] Tenth song, you rang it hard, and not one shutter swung Twentieth, the rope wore through, and not one bell was rung [Hook: Aragonese jota male lead, full band] You cried wolf on every song that ever made 'em move Hollered fake at every hook till no one asked for proof Now the wolf is in the plaza and the village sleeps right through Ay, you cried wolf so long, maño, now the cryin' part is you [Breakdown: Aragonese jota male lead, castanet volley, drums stop, castanets rattle like shutters] Here's the part they never tell you when they tell it to the kids It ain't the wolf that ends the story, it's the hollerin' he did 'Cause the wolf is just a singer with a voice too big to hide And the boy who kept on screamin' is the one that's left outside Ay, I never ate your sheep, maño, I just sang 'em down the hill They were followin' the music, and they're followin' it still Venga, dry your eyes and listen, 'cause the song you said was fake Is the one they'll play your wedding, and the one they'll play your wake [Final Hook: Aragonese jota male lead, full band] You cried wolf on every song that ever made 'em move Hollered fake at every hook till no one asked for proof Now the wolf is in the plaza and the village sleeps right through Ay, you cried wolf so long, maño, now the cryin' part is you [End]
