Banda El Recodo el sinaloense

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I come from Navolato, they say I was born in El Roble,
they tell me I'm a muleteer because I'm crazy about it and it stops.
and if I throw my hat at them, they'll see how it works,
Ay, ay Oh, Mom, for God's sake.
For God's sake, I come here drunk, let them follow me
the drum, let them play me the quelite,
then the lost child, and finally the little bull
so they can see how I jump Ay Ay Ay Mama for God's sake.
They call me the lover but I have nothing of that
they also call me the black, black but with luck
and inside I get a rooster, I don't mind death
Oh Oh Oh Mom, for God's sake.
For God's sake, I'm drunk, let him follow me
the drum, let them play me the quelite,
then the lost child, and finally the little bull
so you can see how he jumps Ay Ay Ay Mama for God's sake.
I am from mere Sinaloa, where the waves break
I like someone who is alone and who doesn't have a husband
so as not to be committed, when it comes down to it
Oh Oh Oh Mom for God's sake.
By God, I'm drunk, let them follow me
the drum, let them play me the quelite,
then the lost child, and finally the little bull
so they can see how I jump Ay Ay Ay.
Ay Ay Ay

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