Friends and enemies....
You are invited
Friends and enemies are invited
To my funeral, so toast me
Some of sadness
Others of joy
But all together because I'm already gone
When I'm lying down let the band be heard
Northern music, mariachis too
Let them bring cartons full of beer
And tell me the land that saw me be born
I want to invite you to my funeral
Before death comes looking for me
I want to invite you to my funeral
I don't want anyone to miss me
When I'm dying
Let the Band play
That one from the Recodo that sings so much
I want El Jefe de Jefes from Los Tigres
And that the mariachis sing me El Rey
And This is how parties are done Companion with everyone Companion with all oooh
Friends and enemies are invited
To my funeral so that they can toast for me
I want to see all those women
Who made me harm and they made me happy
When I'm lying down let the band be heard
Northern music, mariachis too
Let them bring cartons full of beer
And tell me the land where I was born
I want to invite you to my funeral
Before death comes looking for me
I want to invite you to my funeral
I don't want anyone to be missing me
When I die
Let the Band play
That one from the Recodo that sings so much
I want from Los Tigres The Chief of Chiefs
And that the mariachis sing to me The King
Friends and enemies are guests

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