Los Dos Compadres

(and poke the dark-skinned compadre pig)
Compadre I come to invite you tonight to
The party I bring a couple of fine mares
They are from Chihuahua, Chihuahua
It's pure wild cattle tell me if you'll join me

Compadre I wouldn't want to but I won't leave you down there
While I strap on the super you get ready with the horn
Both of us have pending matters
We must stay awake

An American truck with Tennessee plates
In it the two compadres and death were also there
Nobody told me that, I saw it myself

Upon arriving at the Sinaloan's place
We ordered a bottle
Let it be Buchanan's 18 as we have dry mouths
From afar, 10 guns were pointed at our heads

Compadre we are surrounded, I saw them through the mirror
Secure the one with the tejana hat
I'll take down the one with the sombrero
Then we'll go to one side, there are several gunmen
The gunfire broke out, the two compadres rolled as people
Ran in a crowd amidst a hail of bullets
They wanted to take them down
But they were left wanting!