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They took me out of Tenampa

Ramón Ayala Y Sus Bravos Del Norte

Me Sacaron Del Tenampa

Ah, cuántas veces me han sacado del Tenampa
Ya bien borracho y con un nudo en la garganta
Voy por la calle cantando mis canciones
Y los mariachis van pisando mis talones

Les pedí veinte, treinta o cinco mil canciones
Y me cantaron Me Cai De La Nube
Me revolqué, grité y lloré de sentimiento
Me recordaron de un amor que yo antes tuve

En el Tenampa se recuerdan muchas cosas
Y los mariachis son los amos, sí, señores
Te tomas cuatro, cinco, veinte o treinta copas
Y las canciones te recuerdan tus amores

Ah, cuántas veces me han sacado del Tenampa
Ya bien borracho y con un nudo en la garganta
Voy por la calle cantando mis canciones
Y los mariachis van pisando mis talones

Les pedí veinte, treinta o cinco mil canciones
Y me cantaron Me Cai De La Nube
Me revolqué, grité y lloré de sentimiento
Me recordaron de un amor que yo antes tuve

En el Tenampa se recuerdan muchas cosas
Y los mariachis son los amos, sí, señores
Te tomas cuatro, cinco, veinte o treinta copas
Y las canciones te recuerdan tus amores

They took me out of Tenampa

Ah, how many times have they taken me out of Tenampa
Already very drunk and with a lump in his throat
I go down the street singing my songs
And the mariachis are hot on my heels

I asked them for twenty, thirty or five thousand songs
And they sang to me I fell from the cloud
I rolled, screamed and cried with feeling
They reminded me of a love I once had

In Tenampa many things are remembered
And the mariachis are the masters, yes, gentlemen
You drink four, five, twenty or thirty drinks
And the songs remind you of your loves

Ah, how many times have they taken me out of Tenampa
Already very drunk and with a lump in his throat
I go down the street singing my songs
And the mariachis are hot on my heels

I asked them for twenty, thirty or five thousand songs
And they sang to me I fell from the cloud
I rolled, screamed and cried with feeling
They reminded me of a love I once had

In Tenampa many things are remembered
And the mariachis are the masters, yes, gentlemen
You drink four, five, twenty or thirty drinks
And the songs remind you of your loves

Escrita por: Cornelio Reyna