Francisco Reyes

In '76, in Guerrero's crown
Francisco Reyes has died, the town's steward

Word was spreading that many didn't like him
Because they feared the guns he carried

Men like Chico Reyes are rare in that town
Great with guns and even better on horseback

In the little hills of Gama, he was passing through alone
22 cowardly men were already waiting for him

He fought them with his .45 and his M2 rifle
But a well-aimed bullet blew his magazine apart

He came out wounded, they took him to Mexico
Life there was impossible, they brought him back dead

He arrived in Coacoyula, brought in by a truck
His friends carried him, laid out in his coffin

Francisco had a girlfriend from the Cordero family
For whom he was murdered, may God keep him in heaven

Goodbye, his mother says to his kids by her side
Leaving everything forgotten, his cattle abandoned

My old ranch is a lovely memory of where I was born
I leave it to my friends so they remember me

My old ranch is a lovely memory of where I grew up
Where my family is left, so lonely and abandoned