Linda Ronstadt Linda Ronstadt - Corrido De Cananea Lyrics

Voy a dar un pormenor
De lo que a mi me ha pasado,
Que me han agarrado preso
Siendo un galla tan jugado.

Yo me fui para Agua Prieta
A ver quin me conocia
Y a las once de la noche
Me aprehendi la policia.

Me aprehendieron los gendarmes
Al estilo americano,
Como un hombre de delito,
Todos con pistola en mano.

La carcel de Cananea
Esta situada en una Mesa
Y en ella fui procesado
Por causa de mi torpeza.

Despedida no la doy
Porque no la traigo aqui
Se la deje al santo niño
Y al señor de Mapimi.

This beautiful corrido (story song)
is a favorite of my brother Pete who is
el jefe de policia in Tucson. He tells
a story about singing this in his
police car with one of the regular
drunks that he would pick up and either
escort to jail or drive home, depending
on how much mischief the man had been
up to. It is a song from Sonora sung
during the Revolutionary war, and I
remember my dad and his great compadre,
Felipe, singing its many verses late
into the night with a good bottle of
mexcal for the accompaniment.L.R.

Ballad of Cananea