El Compa Patito (En Vivo)

Let’s play another tune,
It’s called The Buddy Duck.
For all the folks
Who love corridos, my friend.
For social media,
They’re the emperors.
And let’s head to Bamopa, my friend.
It goes like this:

To play this song,
I quickly found the tune.
Sitting on a cooler, I started it up.
And this is how these verses begin,
For a man of his word.

A .38 Super,
Tucked in at his waist.
He doesn’t carry it for the photo, that’s for sure.
Dressed in black with a little horn on his ride,
In a tough truck.

Things look calm and cool,
Let’s head to Bamopa.
Escorting that young guy,
Through the mountains or wherever he plays.
They see me geared up every day,
Watching over the son of Sagittarius.

Oh, my old man!
And a shoutout to the whole crew,
From Bamopa, you tough guys.
Just in case anyone asks, old man,
Let’s go.

Simple, serious, and well put together,
And in love, that’s the man.
Women are his obsession, and danger,
He didn’t go to school,
But learned his way just fine.

Always cheerful in his own way,
With people, he’s solid all around.
What the boss tells him, he obeys,
Always calm and generous,
He’s proven that time and again.

Things look calm and cool,
Let’s head to Bamopa.
Escorting that young guy,
Through the mountains or wherever he plays.
They see me geared up every day,
Watching over the son of Sagittarius.