Los Tequileros
El día siete de agosto
Que día tan señalado
Mataron tres tequileros
Los rinches del otro lado
Salieron desde Guerrero
Con tequila ya anisado
El rumbo que ellos llevaban
Era San diego mentado
Llegaron al río bravo
Se pusieron a pensar
Es bueno invitar a Leandro
Porque somos dos nomás
Fueron a invitar a Leandro
Y les contesto que no
Miren que yo estoy enfermo
Así no quisiera ir yo
Después de tanto insistirle
Leandro los acompaño
En las Lomas de Miranda
Fue el primero que murió
Tumban del caballo a Leandro
Y a él le hieren de un brazo
Ya no les podía hacer fuego
Tenía varios balazos
Les tiraron a un tiempo
Lo hubieran de haber sabido
Calló Jerónimo muerto
Silvano muy mal herido
Les preguntan por su nombre
También por su dirección
Me llamo Silvano gracia
Soy de China Nuevo León
Silvano gracia decía
Ya no me estén molestando
Mátenme rinches cobardes
Ya no me estén preguntando
El capitán de los rinches
A Silvano se acerco
Y en unos cuantos segundos
Silvano gracia murió
Ya con esta hay me despido
En mi caballo ligero
Mataron tres gallos finos
Del pueblito de guerrero
The Tequila Guys
On the seventh of August
What a notable day
They killed three tequila guys
The lawmen from the other side
They came from Guerrero
With tequila and anisette
The path they were taking
Was to San Diego, you bet
They reached the Rio Grande
And started to think
It's good to invite Leandro
'Cause it's just us two, I think
They went to invite Leandro
And he replied with a no
Look, I'm feeling sick
I really don't want to go
After much insistence
Leandro went along
In the Lomas de Miranda
He was the first to fall strong
They shot Leandro off his horse
And hit him in the arm
He couldn't shoot back
He had several wounds, no charm
They fired at the same time
If only they had known
Jerónimo fell dead
Silvano was hurt to the bone
They asked for his name
And also where he lived
My name is Silvano Gracia
I'm from China, Nuevo León, I give
Silvano Gracia said
Stop bothering me, please
Kill me, you coward lawmen
Quit asking me with such ease
The captain of the lawmen
Came close to Silvano's side
And in just a few seconds
Silvano Gracia died
With this, I take my leave
On my swift horse, I ride
They killed three fine roosters
From the little town of Guerrero, with pride