Las Tacuachadas
Se vinieron los caballos, casi venían volando,
Pero al llegar al cabrezco, el pinto se abrió pa’ un lado,
Atropellando a la gente, porque venia desbocado
Decía fidencio gutiérrez, que vuelvan al partidero,
Para empezar la carrera, pues no estábamos de acuerdo,
Porque ya “el mocho navarro”, quiere cobrar su dinero
Esto no es legal, pero era el acuerdo,
Pero es que se abrió, muy cerca el cabrezco,
Comprenda compadre, usted sabe de esto,
Yo fui el que gane, hay que ser honesto
Se hicieron ahí de palabras, se dieron de garnatadas,
El grado de compadrazgo, por todo el traste rodaba,
Los marejones de mimbre, por el aire hasta chiflaban
Decía el torote mijares, al pedirle que opinara
Es triste que dos compadres, por la carrera pelearan,
Así son “las tacuachadas”, siempre desorganizadas
Ahora dos compadres, no se pueden ver
Se odian a muerte, y sin comprender,
Que en “las tacuachadas” o carreras grandes
Si sabes ganar, hay que saber perder
The Raccoon Antics
The horses came, almost flying,
But upon reaching the turn, the paint horse veered to one side,
Running over people, because he was out of control
Fidencio Gutierrez said, 'Let's go back to the starting point,
To start the race, but we didn't agree,
Because 'El Mocho Navarro' wants to collect his money'
This isn't fair, but it was the agreement,
But the turn was too close,
Understand, buddy, you know about this,
I was the one who won, let's be honest
They started arguing, throwing punches,
The level of camaraderie was falling apart,
The wicker waves were whistling through the air
Torote Mijares said, when asked for his opinion,
It's sad that two buddies would fight over a race,
That's how 'the raccoon antics' are, always disorganized
Now two buddies, can't stand each other
They hate each other to death, without understanding,
That in 'the raccoon antics' or big races
If you know how to win, you have to know how to lose
Escrita por: Jesse Armente