El Chachito Anda Alegre

The people walk cheerfully, as the old man says
From a small ranch in Guasave I come
And what I dreamed of one day is now here
He locked himself up with Colombian girls

With his people on one side, ready to drink
And his cousins, just like that
The Villa band plays and the sun rises
It's a sign that the young man is happy

My grandparents and my parents, people of great value
How well the Marquis burns rubber
The scoldings and advice from the old man
With respect, that's why I turned out tough

They look at me, I look at them; they respect, I respect
We came from the bottom and the goal is the sky
A strong accent and Sinaloan blood
The boy comes from a humble cradle

Just as the bales arrive, they leave
My buddy Gabino can't keep count
My buddy El Chachito doesn't forget the past
Maybe without a penny, but with friends

There it goes, buddy Chachito
To Tijuana, Baja California, old man, why not
Uh uh uh

For the whites, he throws water, Platanitos, they're ranches
A ceviche with the guys for the heat
Bring some girls to dance, Borrego
And with El Pato, there are stories to tell

If he drinks too much, he starts to remember
About some friends who are no longer here
If you act tough, tough you'll end up, there's no more
To wash his hands, he's missed, buddy

In Tijuana we stayed and Wicho is my loyal friend
The parties don't affect me one way or the other
El Chachito is already leaving
Kevin, get the device to navigate

They look at me, I look at them; they respect, I respect
We came from the bottom and the goal is the sky
A strong accent and Sinaloan blood
The boy comes from a humble cradle

Just as the bales arrive, they leave
My buddy Gabino can't keep count
My buddy El Chachito doesn't forget the past
Maybe without a penny, but with friends