Year of the 59, present I have it
they began to lose livestock, for all the region
through the mountain there were shots, small pieces and a truck.
In the port of Aciabampo, it was a meeting place
there they operated arreola and the brothers rascón
some for navojoa others for irrigation.
In good cars of the year, they walked along the river
drinking ice cold beer and yellowish mescalito
at the ribs of Siqueiros, also from Pancho Castillo.
Hey moroyoqui boy, do not be so miserable
Now you are going to tell me, who stole my cattle
If I'm not going to leave you, in a mesquite hung.
And boy I answer, the truth I'll tell you
the calves that you lack, the widow took them
with a wire mark, she frames them herself.
And the brothers rascón, not showing interest
but below the water, they gave money to the judge
first fifty thousand and ten thousand pesos later.
Pancho Soto is in jail, he did not even want to eat
when he came out to testify, it could not be contained
I have sold calves, but they were my wife's.
With this I say goodbye, my wishes are better
This corrido is composed, from aciabampo to the flowers
here ends the run of the three bearers.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)