El AV

He's serious and well-dressed
The man I'm singing about today
No visa and no passport
When he headed north, he used his brother's

And so, crafting a story
Searching high and low
With the pager in his pocket
He was always answering all the gringos

From Culiacán to Seattle
He took the road with his brothers
Long distance was heard
The whole family was there, greeting

While they came and went
If they made money, they spent it
I remember New Year's
The whole Santos Degollado street was shining

While his father got worse
They headed to Culiacán
They arrived just to say goodbye
They couldn't see him anymore
I remember back in 2005
He didn't want to go back
He turned his fate around
To live a normal life

Here you go, Dad
Congratulations, old man
Pure Special Edition

Cheyenne 90 and Blanca
I pass through downtown and see a girl
In Sinaloan style
With boots and a hat or maybe a cowboy hat

He fell for her and visited
It was for the ranch in La Lapada
That's where his conquest ended
And that's when he went north with that lady

The man I'm talking about
You see him smiling, he's light-hearted
AV are his initials
And how can we not thank him for all his teachings?

A brand new Fighter
A 7-9 is what he loves the most
But being with his family
That makes him happy, especially with the crew

Sometimes that's how fate goes
It took two people away
His brother and his nephew
He misses them both a lot
Later on, he followed them
And now he has a great engine
Like the ones he used to fix
Many times as a kid.