El Chava
Jesus Ojeda y Sus Parientes
The Kid
They all call me the kid
All my close friends
Because I always respond
If they ever needed me
They couldn't save me
There was a misunderstanding
I was born back in Coloma
And I lived in Guadalajara
Day and night working
Even through the early hours
Now it's my turn to lose
Don't be sad, my crew
Don't get into trouble
That's what my dad taught me
From the sky, I watch over you
Shoutout to my mom
To my wife and my kid
Brothers and family
I had some really good friends
Working on my team
With pesos, we made pounds
A pound equals some green
That's why I treated myself
Thanks to those good folks
Bring me some Buchanan's
'Cause I want to reminisce
But make sure it's the eighteen
And cousin, let's toast
To those good old times
I'll never forget them
I'm heading back to my little ranch
To visit a grave
I'm off to Tamazula
Durango saw me born
I'm saying goodbye, I'm the kid
And I'll always be that way
