El Corrido de Tino Quintero

To sing the ballad I will tune my guitar
To tell the tragedy of the ranch, the bebelamas
Where there were dead and wounded because of a bad turn

This ballad is sung in the sorrow of two heads
There were several cowards who shot with malice
And the guns sounded, remembering it makes me sad

Between eight and nine they started shooting
Delfino Cháidez said, stop investigating
The case that worries you, better start dancing

And it was the eighteenth of July, eighty-four, indeed
There were several wounded, there were only three dead
They gave them the dance to achieve their goal

The shooting started uncontrollably
I'm going to take the one in front of me
Tino Quintero said, I'm going to show you

When he took down Rigo Armenta, shots came from all sides
And with his 38 Super, he ran out of bullets
Since he had no more ammo, that's why they finished him off

Gentlemen, I bid you farewell, with a sincere greeting
From the ranch of San Francisco, and also from the feeding trough
That's how the ballad of Juventino Quintero ends