La Yegua Y El Corvet
Llego un amigo del norte
En un corvet nueve sito
Apantallo a la plebada
Pero menos a jacinto
Era un muchacho muy hombre
Que atoraba muy bonito
Llego jacinto en su yegua
Con su novia en las enancas
Y aquel amigo del corvet
De frente les quema llanta
Queria llamar la atención
De aquella linda muchacha
Hey chango que suerte tienen
Todos los que no se bañan
A esa mujer le hace falta
Un toro de mi calaña
Y tu ni a borrego llegas
Porque te falta la lana
Te voy a apostar mi carro
Contra tu novia y tú yegua
A horita mismo me largo
Si me ganas la carrera
En 100 o 200 metros
Estoy listo cuando quieras
Le contestaba jacinto
Acomodándose el gorro
Si crees que orinas tan ancho
Te voy a tapar el chorro
Habladores de tu clase
A ni un cabezón le corro
Toda la gente apoyaba
Lo que jacinto decía
Aquí van a volar pelos
La plebada presentía
El que perdiera seguro
A gusto no quedaría
La tierra estaba muy suelta
Y el corvet se patinaba
Como era cuarto de milla
La yegua casi volaba
Y el polvo cosa increíble
El corvet se lo tragaba
Se oyeron varios disparos
Que desde el carro venían
Jacinto saco su escuadra
Y con buena puntería
Le dio pa bajo al amigo
Porque se lo merecía
The Mare and the Corvette
A friend from up north arrived
In a brand new Corvette
Impressed the crowd
But not Jacinto
He was a very manly guy
Who talked very nicely
Jacinto arrived on his mare
With his girlfriend on the saddle
And that Corvette friend
Burned rubber in front of them
He wanted to catch the attention
Of that pretty girl
Hey dude, how lucky
Are those who don't shower
That woman needs
A bull like me
And you can't even reach a lamb
Because you lack the wool
I'll bet my car
Against your girlfriend and your mare
I'll take off right now
If you win the race
In 100 or 200 meters
I'm ready whenever you want
Jacinto replied
Adjusting his hat
If you think you're so great
I'll block your stream
Big talkers like you
I don't run from any big shot
Everyone supported
What Jacinto said
Hair will fly here
The crowd sensed
Whoever lost for sure
Would not be happy
The ground was very loose
And the Corvette was skidding
Since it was a quarter mile
The mare almost flew
And the dust, unbelievably
The Corvette swallowed it
Several shots were heard
Coming from the car
Jacinto pulled out his gun
And with good aim
He shot his friend down
Because he deserved it