Yes sir, I'm from ranch,
I'm in boots and on horseback,
I am born and created in the bush
In ravines and breaches,
I have sailed the smell of cattle
Costas de mota the crowing of the roosters ??
With beans, water and salt,
My parents gave me up,
Do not occupy more than a good cot,
And a cobijona, for frost
And when I adjusted, the solid caloron,
In the river I bathed ??
But I also like brands
Dress up fashion buy good cars,
And even if my money is ranchero
Here is the same, I have not stolen it,
The covered hills, of the mota in greña,
Costales filling.
(Music)
In a Racer, or on horseback,
Or a troca ganadera,
Depends what the reason
The business or the gap or the road,
And if I'm enfiestado, just with plebitas,
The HEMI awaits me ??
The Virgin of, Guadalupe,
And a Saint Judas in the chest,
It is true that I am a believer
And although I am very common
I am also very serious if you have asked
So the womanizer, comes from my grandfather?
With pride I say I'm from ranch
And if seen as a brand, I do not forget the past,
The best advice of an old man
Very grateful to my beloved father,
And the hill is a witness, that among the pinales,
I have raffled.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)