Eleazar Del Fierro
1950, el mes de agosto corría
Ya murió Eleazar Del Fierro
Lo mato la policía
Vinieron de Matamoros
A quererlo desarmar
Eleazar ya maliciaba
Que lo querían matar
Eleazar ya había dicho
Antes de hacerse la bola
Primero me matarán
Que quitarme mi pistola
Juan Osuna se llamaba
Aquel que en tal mala hora
A balazos lo mató
Con una ametralladora
Eleazar al verse herido
Se río de lo que había hecho
Cobardes así son hombres
Habían de entrar por derecho
Juan sabía que por derecho
No le podían hacer fuego
Porque Eleazar era un hombre
Que no conocía el miedo
Después de la balacera
De aquella hora tan atroz
Ya su alma fue a descansar
Con la justicia de Dios
Águila real que volaste
No te canses de volar
Anda a avisar a La Piedra
Que mataron a Eleazar
Eleazar Del Fierro
In 1950, August was rolling on
Eleazar Del Fierro is dead now
The cops took him down
They came from Matamoros
Trying to disarm him
Eleazar had a feeling
They were out to kill him
Eleazar had already said
Before the crowd got wild
"They'll kill me first
Before they take my gun"
Juan Osuna was the name
Of the one who in that dark hour
Shot him down with bullets
From a machine gun's power
Eleazar, seeing he was hit
Just laughed at what had gone down
Cowards like that ain't real men
They should've faced him like a man
Juan knew that by the rules
They couldn't shoot him down
'Cause Eleazar was a man
Who never knew of fear
After the gunfight
From that terrible hour
His soul went to rest
With God's justice in power
Royal eagle, you who flew
Don't tire of your flight
Go tell La Piedra
That Eleazar's been killed