Pancho Villa (part. Jesús Chairez y José Gómez)
Siempre a caballo y atrás iban sus dorados
Armados cuidando al general
Las carabinas carrilleras en el pecho
Los rifles listos pa' detonar
Siempre a caballo y atrás iban sus dorados
Armados cuidando al general
Las carabinas carrilleras en el pecho
Los rifles listos pa' detonar
Revolución era tiempo de guerra
Peleo contra Victoriano Huerta
Varios altercados, mil batallas no veía final
Por él, su cabeza daban recompensa
Pero nadie daba santo y seña
Fue porque el cariño de su gente se supo ganar
Un campesino creció pobre y huerfanito
Fue allá en Durango fue donde nació
Mato a un bandido que abusaba de su hermana
Y para el cerro el hombre se peló
Cambio su identidad también su suerte
Pancho Villa regresó más fuerte
Le entro al ruedo se levantó en armas
Y les combatió
Lidero la división del norte
La caballería estaba a la orden
Todos a la señal de centauro entraban en acción
Muy sonriente se veía
Pancho con sus viejas a la orilla
Toreando se divertía
Era un gusto de los que tenía
Con todos sus dorados se le veía festejar
De bigote y sombrero sabían que era el general
Se dice que la cárcel es para los hombres
Pero prefirió su libertad
Hacia más por el pueblo acá afuera que adentro
Y eso siempre lo fue a demostrar
Era un terror en suelo americano
Les dio guerra en Columbus Ohio
Fue por unas armas que al tiro no le quisieron dar
Hasta la patria fueron a buscarlo
Los güeros con el afán de hallarlo
Varios meses tras su pista y no lo encontraron jamás
Mente brillante y adiestramiento, estrategia
Al enemigo sabía sorprender
Con los caballos confundía a los contrarios
Le ponía herraduras al revés
Y junto con el general Zapata pelearon por una misma causa
Y el que se pasaba de la raya no lo iba tan bien
Y por todo el Estado de Durango se rumora que hay oro enterrado
Lo que aquel hombre había acumulado fortuna y poder
Varios fusiles tronaban
Y así la vida le arrebataban
Maldita aquella mañana
Se le recuerda en Parral Chihuahua
Así mueren los hombres a traición sin esperar
Fue Doroteo Arango Pancho Villa el general
Pancho Villa (feat. Jesús Chairez and José Gómez)
Always on horseback and behind were his golden ones
Armed, taking care of the general
The carbines on their chests
The rifles ready to fire
Always on horseback and behind were his golden ones
Armed, taking care of the general
The carbines on their chests
The rifles ready to fire
Revolution was a time of war
He fought against Victoriano Huerta
Several altercations, a thousand battles with no end in sight
A reward was offered for his head
But no one gave the password
It was because he knew how to win the affection of his people
A peasant boy grew up poor and orphaned
It was in Durango where he was born
He killed a bandit who abused his sister
And the man fled to the hills
He changed his identity and his luck
Pancho Villa returned stronger
He entered the ring, rose up in arms
And fought against them
He led the Northern Division
The cavalry was at his command
Everyone acted at the signal of the centaur
Pancho was often seen smiling
With his women on the sidelines
He enjoyed bullfighting
It was one of his pleasures
With all his golden ones, he was seen celebrating
With his mustache and hat, they knew he was the general
It is said that jail is for men
But he preferred his freedom
He did more for the people out here than inside
And he always showed it
He was a terror on American soil
He gave them war in Columbus, Ohio
It was over some weapons they didn't want to give him
Even the homeland went looking for him
The gringos eager to find him
Several months on his trail and never found him
Brilliant mind and training, strategy
He knew how to surprise the enemy
He confused his opponents with the horses
He put horseshoes on backwards
And together with General Zapata, they fought for the same cause
And those who crossed the line didn't fare well
And throughout the state of Durango, it is rumored that there is buried gold
What that man had accumulated, fortune and power
Several rifles thundered
And thus they took his life
Cursed be that morning
He is remembered in Parral, Chihuahua
That's how men die, betrayed without expecting it
It was Doroteo Arango, Pancho Villa, the general