Bandidos Rurales

Born in Santa Fe in 1894
Near Cañada, of Italian immigrants
They called him Juan Bautista, last name Vairoletto
Sagacious, challenging and womanizer dancer
Winchester in the saddle, two short guns as well
A knife at the back and a chestnut horse
Parted in the middle with a handkerchief, tattoo on the skin
He became an outlaw, he became an outlaw

He fell in love with the woman a policeman was after
He hit him, a certain Farach Elías put him in jail
Go away from Castex, he said, here we have laws
It was the year 1919
Before leaving, he went to the bar to see that guy
With a Belgian 450, revolver in hand
He shot him in the neck and left him lying there
Now truly an outlaw. Now truly an outlaw

Rural bandits, hard to catch
Rebel riders through wild winds
Rural bandits, hard to catch
Like fencing stars in no man's land

Around the same time there was another bandit
For thefts and vagrancy, imprisoned 19 times
To the Resistencia prison he was extradited by Paraguay
There he meets Zamacola and Rossi for the 26
1897 in Monteros, Tucumán
On March 3rd, they declared him well born
Second David Peralta, alias Mate Cocido
Also an outlaw, also an outlaw

Between Campo Largo and Pampa del Infierno
The paymaster of Bunge and Born gave him 6000 not to be killed
Great assault on the Chaco train, Saenz Peña forest
Anderson and Clayton signed a cotton mill
45,000 were taken from Dreyfus without violence
The Ward manager of Quebrachales gave him 13,000
He kidnapped Negroni, Garbarini and Berzon
He resisted being an outlaw, he resisted being an outlaw

Rural bandits, hard to catch
Rebel riders through wild winds
Rural bandits, hard to catch
Like fencing stars in no man's land

Vairoletto falls in Colonia San Pedro de Atuel
He delivers the final shot himself
Vicente Gascón, a 62-year-old Spaniard
Paid for that betrayal with his life in Pico
Sun, sand, and loneliness, Alvear cemetery
On his grave there are flowers, candles, and metal plaques
Telma, his wife, mourns the last romantic
Dies as an outlaw, dies as an outlaw

They won't know about me, I won't surrender my wounded body
Quitilipi, Machagai, where is Mate Cocido?
It was 1936 and they wanted him dead or alive
2,000 reward, the loggers kept quiet
He managed to break Solveyra's circle, a torturer
From the Gendarmerie who had information
Herminia and Ramona doubt he was killed
This outlaw, this outlaw

Rural bandits, hard to catch
Rebel riders through wild winds
Rural bandits, hard to catch
Like fencing stars in no man's land

In a neutral place, I think near Buenos Aires
Two brothers of this mud, of this blood meet
They leave a piece of the past sealed here
And decide to strike the one who steals the quebracho forest
That's why the two gangs near Cote Lai
Killed a certain Mieres, steward of La Forestal
The silence broke in bullets, a robbery that couldn't be
Two outlaws. Both outlaws

Martina Chapanay, bandit from San Juan
Juan Cuello, Juan Moreira, Gato Moro and Brunel
El Tigre de Quequén, Guayama and Bazan Frías
Barrientos and Velázquez, Calandria and Cubillas
Gaucho Gil, José Dolores, Gaucho Lega and Alarcón
Popular bandits of legend and heart
Loved by anarchists, the poor, and brothel pupils
All outlaws, all outlaws

Rural bandits, hard to catch
Rebel riders through wild winds
Rural bandits, hard to catch
Like fencing stars in no man's land