El Troquero

I am a trucker and I like to be drunk
I am a party person and I like to fall in love
I bring money to spend with my friends
And in the cantinas I don't like to panter

There in the valley everyone knows me
There in MacAllen I'm going to enjoy love
In San Benito I also have a güerita
In Santa Rosa I found a new flower

In Corpus Christi, Laredo, and San Antonio
You only enjoy the glory and the illusion
In California I also have a pochita
What is it that makes my heart hurt?

I am a troquero, I am a sad navigator
I am like the bird that breeds from flower to flower
I bring money I'm happy with my steering wheel
I do not live conceited nor do I fight for love

Serve the others with beer, I'll pay for them
And let them play me a corrido on the accordion
For God's sake, for me it's my fault
I take that girl to my truck

I'm drunk but I don't care
For those things my heart rejoices
Even if they pay poorly, all women live
Here's to them even if it's ruin