El cura

I had a great companion
who was dedicated to the dust
he was from Zacatecas
where they kill with everything
he carried his chivo horn
he shot it foolishly.

he was looking for trouble with everyone
when he was already drunk
if I am already in the business
I'm Beto and Caro's cousin
his tongue would loosen
that's why they entrusted him to me.

they gave me the commission
to kill him myself
one day I took him to the cemetery
and made him a fake grave
I sent him abroad
and told him not to come back.

about a year later he returned
from the beautiful country of Italy
he disguised himself as a priest
in the city of Tijuana
he would give mass during the day
and go wild at night.

I went to the church to confess
about everything I do
they ask me to kill them
and I do my job
and I recognized that voice
because that priest was fake.

excuse me, my friend
and take off the cassock
what I did for you
is not for you to mock
the Virgin is sacred to me
and the church is sacred.

I took out my pistol
without mercy
and dragged him
back to the cemetery
I just shot him 6 times
and he stayed in his grave.