Carga Ladeada
Los Huracanes del Norte
Loaded Cargo
I was limping along with the mare
Carrying a heavy load
I was dodging some pines
In the Sierra of Chihuahua
I don’t know where they were headed
Honestly, I don’t know anything
They had several charges against them
And they were on the run
They accused them of stealing
From a hospital in Durango
Also of several kidnappings
And robbing three banks
Gunfire rang out
I couldn’t keep count
By the banks of the Concho
An M-60 was singing
An R-15 was clucking
And various machine guns
It had rained in the mountains
A flood was expected
That’s where Juan El Grande died
But he defended his people
He got the mare across
And also took out the lieutenant
El Rojo wasn’t slow
He dove into the river
They had him handcuffed
A sergeant and two soldiers
He said he was going to get a drink
And turned into a fish
Those who had the mare
Had guts and skill
They hid out in Camargo
Along with their cargo
And the cops in the mountains
Were looking for Juan Sarmiento
I’d like to clear things up
But I’m not allowed to
Because there are many up top
Who feel offended
First they hatch the egg
Then they hide the nest
