De un rancho a otro letra

Canciones de mi Padre Lyrics as performed by Linda Ronstadt.

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De un rancho a otro letra

These are the lyrics, in Spanish, to all but one of the songs included on the CD I put together to accompany my book, Narcocorrido: A Journey into the Music of Drugs, Guns, and Guerrillas , which tells the story of the modern Mexican corrido through interviews with many of the top corrido songwriters and musicians. Luisito vengo a aprenderte, es una orden superior. Una sirena lloraba, un inmigrante gritaba que detuvieran el carro para que los registraran y que no se resistieran, porque si no los mataban. Se acabaron familias enteras, cientos de hombres la vida perdieron es muy triste de veras la historia, otros tantos desaparecieron no se sabe si existen con vida o tal vez en la quema murieron. Corro el negocio completo, tengo siembras en Jalisco, laboratorio en Sonora, distribuidores al brinco mis manos no tocan nada, mi triunfo se mira limpio. Como una potranca fina soy coqueta y presumida de las sobras que les dejo, disfrutan mis enemigas no ha habido hombre que me aguante, mi rienda ni mis guaridas. Uno era de Sinaloa el otro era de Durango a leguas se les miraba que andaban en malos pasos son gallitos que no asustan la muerte ni los balazos. Muchos muertos y heridos fue el resultado del fallo de ese Juez de Simi Valley, por defender cuatro blancos por todo el mundo es sabido que todo eso fue planeado.

I have opted to sing it here with my niece, Mindy, who at 17 brings a lovely innocence to this tale of gleeful debauchery. Also another thing happens With those who are braggarts When they see the real thing Something happens to them in their breeches.

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Also another thing happens With those who are braggarts When they see the real thing Something happens to them in their breeches. It also includes the singing of the tra- ditional rancheras that I love so much. This article's factual accuracy is disputed. You say that I'm a fool, Because i'm always getting drunk, And in spite of your scorn, I want to keep on drinking, Get on with it. This exquisite ballad is in the public domain and relatively unknown. Recording Industry Association of America. Two Little Trees Two little trees have been born on my ranch Two little trees that look like twins And from my house I see them all alone Under the holy protection and light from the heavens. I first sang it with Danny Valdez in Corridos , a P. The Cicada Don't sing to me anymore, cicada Let your singsong end For your song, here in the soul Stabs me like a dagger Knowing that when you sing You are proclaiming that you are going to your death Sailor, sailor Tell me if it is true that you know Because I cannot distinguish If in the depth of the seas There is another color blacker Than the color of my sorrows. But if you were to see How pretty these binges are, Get on with it. November Una sirena lloraba, un inmigrante gritaba que detuvieran el carro para que los registraran y que no se resistieran, porque si no los mataban.

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Jarocho is the region of the Atlantic seaboard in Vera Cruz. This ranchera is a standard for all mariachis and dates back to the 's or 's. Little tree, little tree I feel alone I want you to accompany me until I die. The grand entry el jaripeo features the ladies riding their beautiful horses sidesaddle. My sister Suzi used to say that the real test of a good singer was if he or she could support a tone on horseback, as she heard the singers do in the charreada. This huapango was written by Ray Perez y Soto. Copyright renewed, all rights controlled by Peer International Corp. Como una potranca fina soy coqueta y presumida de las sobras que les dejo, disfrutan mis enemigas no ha habido hombre que me aguante, mi rienda ni mis guaridas. You are a sprig of cotton That lives in the bud; Ay, what sadness I feel When you fill yourself with haughtiness Upon seeing my heart Entangled with yours! Others are like the deer Eager and presumptuous When it goes out to find love Is killed without warning. Article Talk. Look how I'm going around, my love Given to drinking And utter ruin. She even learned to ride her horse sidesaddle. It took me about 30 years to finally get around to asking him what it was called. Tired traveler who returns to the port From faraway lands What strange pilot sailed your boat Without a sail, without an anchor From where do you come, that you have torn to pieces Your sails so white.