The Peanut Vendor (Instrumental) - Gerry Woo & Jack Costanzo

Maní Maní Caserita no te acuestes a dormir Sin comer un cucurucho de maní Qué calentito y rico está Ya no se puede pedir más Ay caserita, no me dejes ir Porque después te vas a arrepentir Y va a ser muy tarde ya Maní Maní Maní Maní Cuando la calle sola está Casera de mi corazón El manisero entona su pregón Y si la niña escucha su cantar Ilama desde su balcón "Dame de tu maní Dame de tu maní Que esta noche no voy a poder dormir Sin comer un cucurucho de maní" Maní Maní Maní Maní.

Don Azpiazu Miscellaneous The Peanut Vendor THE PEANUT VENDOR (El Manisero) Don Azpiazu English words by Marion Sunshine and L. Wolfe Gilbert Music and Spanish words by Moises Simons Four versions charted in 1931: Don Azpiazu (#1); California Ramblers (#5); Red Nichols (#5); and Louis Armstrong (#15) Armstrong re-issued it in 1941 and hit # 25. In Cuba, each merry maid Wakes up with this serenade Peanuts! They're nice and hot Peanuts! I sell alot If you haven't got bananas, don't be blue Peanuts in a little bag are calling you Don't waste them, no tummy ache You'll taste them when you awake For at the very break of day The peanut vendor's on his way At dawning that whistle blows Through ev'ry city, town, and country lane You'll hear him sing his plaintive little strain And as he goes by to you he'll say: "Big jumbos, big double ones Come buy those peanuts roasted today Come try those freshly roasted today!"BR Peanuts! I sell alot, BR"Peanuts! We'll meet again BRPeanuts! This street again BRPeanuts! You'll eat again BRYour peanut man.?

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