La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De Rene Camacho — Era Cabrón el Viejo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Era Cabrón el Viejo" by La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De Rene Camacho.
Lyrics
Venia bajando del cerro
En su cuaco cimarron
Huyendo de aquel teniente
Al mando de un peloton
Lo que no sabian los wachos
Era que el viejo era cabron
Paulino sembraba mota
En el barranco del cerro
Pero no se imaginaba
Que alguien le pusiera dedo
Por eso los federales
Lo traian al puro pedo
Les preparo una emboscada
A la orilla del camino
Se metio dos pericasos
Tambien un trago de vino
Van a saber estos wachos quien es el viejo Paulino
Se olle el trotel de caballos
Por el canon del olivo
Paulino se la jugaba
Y siempre salia vivo
Nomas jalo el llamador
De su fiel cuerno de chivo
Nomas me falta el soplon
Para acabar de vengarme
Segun mi punto de vista
Se me hace que es mi compadre
Voy a buscarlo a su rancho
Para partirle su madre
Habra muchas despedidas
Pero como esta ninguna
Siempre fue cabron paulino
Desde que estuvo en la cuna
Lyrics translation
It was coming down the hill
In his cuaco cimarron
Running from that Lieutenant
Commanding a platoon
What the wachos didn't know
It was that the old man was a bastard
Paulino sembraba mota
In the ravine of the hill
But he did not imagine
That someone put a finger on him
That's why the feds
They brought him to fart.
I'm setting you up for an ambush.
To the side of the road
He got into the pericases.
Also a drink of wine
Will these wachos know who old Paulino is
Smell the horse Trotter.
By the canon of the olive tree
Paulino was playing it
And he always came out alive
Just jalo the caller
Of his faithful goat horn
I'm just missing the tip.
To finish my revenge
According to my point of view
It makes me my compadre
I'm gonna go get him at his ranch.
To break his mother
There will be many goodbyes
But like this none
He was always a Pauline goat.
Since he was in the crib