Mi Funeral

Friends and enemies, you are invited.

Friends and enemies, you are invited
to my funeral so they can toast for me.
Some of sadness and others of joy
but all together because I already left.
When he's lying down, let the band be heard
northern music, mariachis too
Let them bring cartons full of beer
and throw me to the land where I was born.

I want to invite you to my funeral
before death comes looking for me
I want to invite you to my funeral
I don't want anyone to miss me.

When I die let the band play
that one from the Recodo that I sang so much
I want from the Tigers "The boss of bosses"
and José Alfredo to sing "The King".

Friends and enemies are invited
to my funeral so they can toast for me.
I want to see all those women (even if they don't fit compadre)
that they hurt me and made me happy.
When I'm lying down, let the band be heard
northern music, mariachis too
Let them bring cartons full of beer
and throw me to the land where I was born.

I want to invite you to my funeral
before death comes looking for me
I want to invite you to my funeral
I don't want anyone to miss me.

When I die let the band play
that one from the Recodo that I sang so much
I want from the Tigers "The boss of bosses"
and José Alfredo to sing "The King".

Friends and enemies, you are invited.