Ezequiel Coronado

First they made the yoke
And attached the cart
They went to get prickly pear
The drought was very harsh

The cows in the pen
Mooed and gave sadness
It was Ezequiel Coronado
And his 15-year-old son

They saddled the horses
The boy was riding
He also carried a gun
And a silver thirty-thirty

When they were branding
Ezequiel said to his son
You are already a little man
Listen to what I say
Because of me you haven't gone to town
In town are my enemies

Don't back down, foremen

It all started in the cantina
It was a May 7th
You and your mom were waiting for me
Outside with the horses
I went in to collect some money

For the sale of a horse
Ramón was drinking
With four of his brothers
What have you come for, Ezequiel
What are you charging me for

I don't owe you anything
You better leave now
Words are over
I killed Ramón and Selso
When I went out to the street

Your mother was already dead
She had a bullet in her forehead
I cry when I remember
In case one day they kill me
You can go to Bravo

Don't say who your father was
So you can live peacefully
The Cantú family lives there
They are my enemies