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The Tarachi

Joel Elizalde

El Tarachi

El tarachi es muy activo, sabe la seca y la meca
En su casa no le falta la carne ni la manteca
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

El tarachi es como el león, se mantiene en la quebrada
Esperando al orégano para echarle la lanzada
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

Por eso traigo mi riata pa' lazar lo que me guste
Y darle la cuesta abajo hasta que rechine el fuste
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

De la riata no hay cuidado, el fuste es el que rechina
Si la riata se revienta me la pega Josefina
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

Cuando me parió mi madre, me parió en un basurero
Cuando la partera vino, yo ya andaba de vaquero
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

Yupa, me decía mi nana cuando le robe el tabaco
No a todos les queda el puro ni a los ancianos el saco
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

Ese rancho el Andareño es un rancho muy bonito
Donde van los taracheño a lazar el becerrito
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

Ya con esta ahí me despido abrochándome el huarache
Aquí se acaban los versos de este famoso tarachi
Yupa, yupa, yupa
Yupa, yupa, yupa

The Tarachi

The tarachi's always on the move, knows the highs and the lows
In his house, there's never a shortage of meat or lard
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

The tarachi's like a lion, he stays in the ravine
Waiting for the oregano to make his move
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

That's why I bring my lasso to catch whatever I like
And ride it downhill until it creaks and groans
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

No worries about the lasso, it's the rope that creaks
If the lasso breaks, Josefina's got my back
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

When my mother gave birth to me, it was in a dumpster
When the midwife showed up, I was already a cowboy
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

Yup, my grandma used to say when I stole her tobacco
Not everyone can handle a cigar, nor can the old folks wear a sack
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

That ranch, the Andareño, is a really nice place
Where the taracheños go to catch the calf
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup

With this, I say goodbye, tightening my sandal
Here end the verses of this famous tarachi
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup