El Ranchero Al Que Apodan El Mayo

I'm not complaining about life
For all the bad I've been through
I've had a thousand victories in it
A lot of money, jewels, and cars
And even though I'm sitting in this chair
How can I forget the past triumphs?

In the valley with my family
The little ranch where my people are from
Where my mother brought me one day
Part of the Sinaloan mountains
I never thought I would be in charge
Of what you can't even imagine

I faced the bull as best I could
With a low salary and a lot of work
Working day and night
Harvesting and taking care of the cattle
A good friendship is never forgotten
I don't forget Culiacán and El Salado

How I miss Vicente
I know many of you must know him
Though the kid isn't here now
He still holds his throne and his power
He carries my blood, my son is brave
I have faith that I'll bring him back

Beans in water and salt with tortillas
Thank God I never went without
That life wasn't so pretty
When hunger was killing me
Struggling, I've reached the top
If you only knew what I've been through

I know the gringos are looking for me
They'll just be left wanting
Who would have thought that from taking care of cattle
From being just a poor rancher
I'd become so heavy and famous
And sought after all over the world

I'm sorry if you can't reach me today
American-Mexican government
Five million to catch me
I spend it on buying a horse
No one here betrays the big M
The rancher they call El Mayo