How many times
I have been taken out of the tenampa
and there was a drunk
and with a lump in the throat
I go through the streets
singing my songs
and the mariachis
they are treading on my heels
I asked them twenty thirty or five hundred songs
and they sang to me I fell from the cloud
I roll I scream and cry of feeling
They reminded me of a love that I had before
CHORUS
in tenampa many things are remembered
and the mariachis are the masters and lords
it takes four five twenty or thirty glasses
and the songs remind you of your loves
How many times
I have been taken out of the tenampa
and there was a drunk
and with a lump in the throat
I go through the streets
singing my songs
and the mariachis
they are treading on my heels
I asked them twenty thirty or five hundred songs
and they sang to me I fell from the cloud
I roll I scream and cry of feeling
They reminded me of a love that I had before
CHORUS
in tenampa many things are remembered
and the mariachis are the masters and lords
it takes four five twenty or thirty glasses
and the songs remind you of your loves
Only among all we can make this a better place :)