Nino & Maria
Nino married Maria
They were married five years
When no children came
Maria he blamed
Told all the neighbors
In spite of her tears
"Che sfotuna! Che sfotuna
"Poor Nino", they said
Maria hid in the kitchen
Scared to go out the door
They read disgrace. All over my face
Madonna me, I can't take too much more
Please, Nino. Please, Nino
Don't say it again
It's because of Maria
It's because of my wife
I've tried and I've tried
But she's dried up inside
What a waste
Of a good man's life
One day there came a paisano
Looking for room to rent
Amico mi', you a place for me
Nino laughed, said, Certamente
No kids. I gotta no kids
Only a wife
Nino brought home the border
Maria spoke in protest, She implored
Nino ignored her. He's my friend
He won't take an interest in you
Hey, what can he do
With a women like you
It's because of Maria
It's because of my wife
I've tried and I've tried
But she's dried up inside
What a waste
Of a good man's life
Nino worked on the night shift
The border the day
You all know how things sometimes go
Before they left o her dresser she laid
Two things- a gun and her wedding ring
Nino laughed when he saw them
"Meglio che vai"
But when eight months passed
Maria cam back. Paraded before him
Held her head high and displayed
As he swooned, her belly ballooned
Hey, look at Maria
Hey, look at your wife
She laughed as he cried
I am dried up inside
She's run away
And found a new life
They were married five years
When no children came
Maria he blamed
Told all the neighbors
In spite of her tears
"Che sfotuna! Che sfotuna
"Poor Nino", they said
Maria hid in the kitchen
Scared to go out the door
They read disgrace. All over my face
Madonna me, I can't take too much more
Please, Nino. Please, Nino
Don't say it again
It's because of Maria
It's because of my wife
I've tried and I've tried
But she's dried up inside
What a waste
Of a good man's life
One day there came a paisano
Looking for room to rent
Amico mi', you a place for me
Nino laughed, said, Certamente
No kids. I gotta no kids
Only a wife
Nino brought home the border
Maria spoke in protest, She implored
Nino ignored her. He's my friend
He won't take an interest in you
Hey, what can he do
With a women like you
It's because of Maria
It's because of my wife
I've tried and I've tried
But she's dried up inside
What a waste
Of a good man's life
Nino worked on the night shift
The border the day
You all know how things sometimes go
Before they left o her dresser she laid
Two things- a gun and her wedding ring
Nino laughed when he saw them
"Meglio che vai"
But when eight months passed
Maria cam back. Paraded before him
Held her head high and displayed
As he swooned, her belly ballooned
Hey, look at Maria
Hey, look at your wife
She laughed as he cried
I am dried up inside
She's run away
And found a new life
Credits
Writer(s): Guido Damiani
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