Jesus Leyva

Those ranch roads
I’ll never forget
Nor the sandy spots, nor
The little creek at Tesobampo
Times that won’t fade away

Jesus Leyva, this ballad
I’m here to sing for you
Through the good and the bad
We’ve never seen you cry, remember
From Techobampo, you start to sigh

(And there goes the family, aaiipuaa)

Since he was a kid, his mother
Taught him how to work
Jesus, you’re the youngest
You’ve got to make it big
Buying and selling bales
Don’t let us down

Jesus Leyva is a kid
From the ranch and the city
Now he’s hustling in Arizona, everyone sees
Him roll by in a brand new truck
With nothing but trustworthy folks

Gentlemen, I’m signing off, don’t
Forget me, if you want a pair
Of boots or if you want to have fun, don’t
Forget to call the radio or your cell phone.