José, Ramón y María

From Guanaceví they left
With luck on their side
They put all their faith
In a pickup they had
They were heading to the border
José, Ramón, and María

José told Ramón
'This load is the good stuff'
When they started to hear
A siren crying
It was from some feds
Driven by Juan Herrera

Juan tells his agents
'The machine guns can handle it'
'Aim well and make sure
To blow out the tires'
'If we manage to stop it
We'll split the load'

But that pickup
Well-equipped as it was
They lowered the exhaust pipes
Almost touching the ground
Since it was dirt road
The agents didn't see
It was because of the dust
That the pickup was kicking up

(And here's a shoutout to all the folks from Tepehuanes, Durango)
(And all their ranch folks)
(And give it your all, my Alacranes Musical)

Passing through Tepehuanes
No one was following them
But they didn't realize
That they alerted the army
And they blocked the bridge
To Santiago Papasquiaro

Upon reaching Los Herreras
They disappeared
They had a friend there
Who knew them well
And he sent them off unsuspectedly
With the pickup onto the train

In the city of Santiago
The train passed by calmly
The soldiers didn't think
That in one of the wagons they had gone
And they sent helicopters
To watch the roads

They reached their destination
With the load they were carrying
I won't say their last names
Because it would give it all away
This story was told
By José, Ramón, and María