Las Mulas de Moreno
Julión Álvarez y Su Norteño Banda
Moreno's Mules
If you want to go lassoing
Moreno's mules
If you don't want to go on foot
Saddle up the guajolota
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
I climbed up by the cinch
I put my foot through the stirrup
And upon reaching the little corral
I met the pipefitter
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
(And let the wild tuba thunder, my buddy check)
(Come on, old man)
And I have my carbine
Loaded with pork rinds
With which I shoot at the ducks
Sweetheart, why are you sad?
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
In a water jar
I met a cowboy
Giving water to his machete
And sharpening his horse
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
(And come dance, little one, with your buddy Julion Alvarez)
(And his northern band, listen)
Passing by your window
You threw a lemon at me
If I throw one back at you
What's the need for that?
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
At the top of that hill
I have a goat tied up
If the goat were to break loose
What a hit it would take
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
If you want to enjoy
Moreno's mules
Take them to the stream
So nobody sees you
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
And with this one I bid farewell
From the ranch of San Francisco
Until the coming year
Swimming through the desert
What do you think?
Fine, fine, fine
Very good, very good, very good
Very, very, very, very good
