Mi Amigo El Tordillo
Lo conocí de potrillo
Galopando en la pradera
Lo conocí de potrillo
Galopando en la pradera
Y yo le puse El Tordillo, Tordillo
Porque su pelo así era, de veras
Y lo eduqué de chiquillo
Nada más para las trincheras
Cuando ya vi que era hora
Le compré su buena silla
Cuando ya vi que era hora
Le compré su buena silla
Mi 30-30 canana y pistola
Y mi Tordillo decía, decía
Ya se nos vino la bola
Y nos vamos con Pancho Villa
Mi Tordillo era entendido
Y por nada lo cambiaba
Mi Tordillo era entendido
Y por nada lo cambiaba
Cuando nos vimos perdidos, perdidos
Por Obregón en Celaya, en Celaya
Nomás lanzo un relinchido
Y nos fuimos para Chihuahua
Me demostró ser amigo
Cerca de Torreón, Coahuila
Me demostró ser amigo
Cerca de Torreón, Coahuila
No obstante estar malherido El Tordillo
Me llevo a la serranía enseguida
Sacándome del peligro
Pero dando por mi la vida
El tiempo ha transcurrido
Del Tordillo nada queda
El tiempo ha transcurrido
Del Tordillo nada queda
A su nobleza suspiro y suspiro
Al recordarlo cómo era y quién era
Ya parece que lo miro
Galopando por la pradera
My Friend The Tordillo
I met him as a colt
Galloping on the plains
I met him as a colt
Galloping on the plains
And I named him The Tordillo, Tordillo
Because his coat was just like that, for real
And I trained him as a kid
Just for the trenches
When I saw it was time
I bought him a good saddle
When I saw it was time
I bought him a good saddle
My 30-30, bandolier, and pistol
And my Tordillo said, said
The shit's about to hit the fan
And we're off with Pancho Villa
My Tordillo was sharp
And I wouldn't trade him for anything
My Tordillo was sharp
And I wouldn't trade him for anything
When we found ourselves lost, lost
By Obregón in Celaya, in Celaya
He just let out a neigh
And we headed for Chihuahua
He proved to be a friend
Near Torreón, Coahuila
He proved to be a friend
Near Torreón, Coahuila
Even though he was badly hurt, The Tordillo
He took me to the mountains right away
Pulling me out of danger
But giving his life for mine
Time has passed
Nothing remains of The Tordillo
Time has passed
Nothing remains of The Tordillo
I sigh and sigh for his nobility
Remembering how he was and who he was
It seems like I can see him
Galloping across the plains
Escrita por: Pepe Albarran