El hijo de mi compadre

To my buddy's son named Margarito
They threw him in jail because he stole a little goat

To my buddy's son named Margarito
They threw him in jail because he stole a little goat

I went with him to get him out, my buddy said to the judge
Sir, I come to beg you to forgive my son

Sir, I come to beg you to forgive my son

The judge replied, it's 45 bucks
For less and more, sir, I have many prisoners here

For less and more, sir, I have many prisoners here

Hey boys, don't straighten up
Even if we fight again

And we left the jail to get some money
He has many debts
But his son comes first

Don Abraham lent him, Don Efren lent him
Don Trino, Don Jesus, and Don Rafael lent him
And when he went to get him, the judge said
You'll pay with jail if you steal again

Aren't you ashamed to see your father embarrassed?
Don't make your poor mother suffer, think, boy
You're not rich nor poor
It's not necessary, silly boy, for you to steal

If you want something, work and buy it
After all, here in the countryside, there's plenty of work