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La Chiva colgada

Año del 51 que fecha tan memorable
25 de noviembre un domingo por la tarde
Murió Roberto Martínez lo mato Jesús González

Avía baile en el poblado avía feria avía jugada
Como a las 3 de la tarde hubo una chiva colgada
Llego veto en su caballo para ver si la bajaba

Llego veto en si caballo con mucho gusto y placer
Pero no se imaginaba lo que le iba a suceder
Que González hay andaba y no lo podía ver

Empezaron a brincar sin que la chiva bajara
Veto era hombre de valor y buen caballo montaba
Nomas que cuando brincaba la chiva le levantaba

González bajo el cabresto y se la llevo a un amigo
Roberto de su caballo le gritaba enfurecido
Yo creí que tú eras hombre no creí que eras vendido

Dejo veto su caballo y a la cantina volvió
Nomas al cruzar el patio González de atrás le hablo
Nomas a que diera frente su pistola disparo

Roberto callo Pa tras y en su sangre se batía
Y González asustado no hallo donde se mentía
Amagando a los presente huyo de la policía

Ya con esta me despido con dolor del corazón
Dispénselo mal probado mil gracias por su atención
Esta sangrienta tragedia paso en madis nuevo león

The Hung Chiva

The year is 51, a memorable date
November 25th, a Sunday afternoon
Roberto Martínez died, Jesús González killed him

There was a dance in the town, a fair, and gambling
At about 3 in the afternoon, there was a hung chiva
Veto arrived on his horse to see if he could take it down

Veto arrived on his horse with great pleasure
But he could not imagine what was going to happen to him
That González was there and could not see him

They began to jump without the chiva coming down
Veto was a brave man and rode a good horse
But when he jumped, the chiva lifted him up

González took down the halter and took it to a friend
Roberto shouted at him from his horse in a rage
I thought you were a man, I didn't think you were a sellout

Veto left his horse and went back to the bar
As soon as he crossed the patio, González spoke to him from behind
As soon as he turned around, his gun fired

Roberto fell backwards and lay in his blood
And González, frightened, did not know where to hide
Threatening those present, he fled from the police

With this, I bid you farewell, my heart heavy with sorrow
Forgive me, my fair lady, a thousand thanks for your attention
This bloody tragedy happened in Madis Nuevo León