Juan Guerrero

On this corner I told my little chatita
That if she loved me she should give me her picture
She said why if I love you so much
Only death can separate us today

We hugged when we arrived at the portals
And at that moment 3 gunshots were heard
Her family killed her in my arms
Because they swore to ruin our love

Like lightning I replied with my gun
Killing four and my girlfriend's brother-in-law
When the mounted police arrived
Not even shooting could disarm me

When I presented myself peacefully for questioning
They asked me how many weapons I carried
I replied only the standard issue
Two belts with eighteen magazines

They asked me 'What are your credentials?'
Occupations and my real name
My name and surname are Juan Guerrero
I am a delegate of the Sawmill Union

Commissioner of the Agrarian Peasantry
I have expropriated four gachuipinas estates
They asked me 'How many times have you killed?'
And I told them as many times as I've been sought

They set me free for self-defense
And they respect my gun due to influences
This corrido of such true love
Is about a friend named Juan Guerrero