El Pata de Palo
Los Cadetes de Linares
The Wooden Leg
He’s back in this town
Jesus, the wooden leg
Watch out all you folks
Who sent him to prison
The town is quiet
Not even the flies make a sound
You can only hear some footsteps
Those of that outlaw
Ten years in the slammer
No one forgets that
I’ve returned to my town
Because I’m here for revenge
Jose Gonzalez Garcia
And Antonio Lopez Quezada
Francisco Perez Mungia
Come out to the street
Those footsteps are getting closer
You can feel them near
Not even the dogs come close
'Cause they sense the fight
The town’s undertaker
Has already dug three holes
'Cause he knows ahead of time
There’ll be extra hats
The mourning is almost over
Three shots have been fired
There are three men on the ground
Who paid with their lives
You can hear the sound of a horse
Over by the old square
It’s Jesus, the wooden leg
Slowly riding away
