El Dicharachachero - ANTONIO AGUILAR

AY VA EL DICHARACHERO…

Ahi viene el dicharachero…

Cuidado flores marchitas que llego el desviejadero

Tienen permiso viejitas, cotorras y cotorritas

Y hasta las almas benditas de gosar el mundo entero

Yo soy el dicharachero…

Soy el gallo enamorado aprovechenmepollitas

Vengo agarrando parejo me dicen el racero

Lo mismo feas que bonitas.

Me dicen dicharachero.

por que me gusta cantao…

Decirles que yo las quiero no se me hagan del rogar…

Ay va el dicharachero cuidado pollitas bonitas.

Ya viene el dicharachero.

Y ando vestido de charro por que yo naci ranchero…

Y tomo tequila en carro y a las potrancas me amarro

Y si reparan me agarro de las crines o del cuero.

Yo soy el dicharachero.

Soy como gallo en palenque, yo en cualquier gancho me atoro.

No le anque que esten casadas me gusta salirle al toro (Ole)

Hombre muchisimas gracias

Me dicen dicharachero… por que me gusta cantao…

Decirles que yo las quiero no se me hagan del rogar…

…Que vivan los dicharacheros.

agarren parejo mis cuates…

Ay viene el dicharachero.

Las sueras se me ocuparon por cuidar el gallinero

Y por mucho que cuidaron algunas se le escaparon

Y hasta mis brazos llegaron al decirles que las quiero.

Yo soy el dicharachero.

Ya se despide su gallo y ahi les dejo mi cancion.

Cuidensebien chiquititas cuidense cuidense cuidense…

Y guardenme su corazon.

Me dicen dicharachero …

Por que me gusta cantao…

Decirles que yo las quiero no se me hagan del rogar… ayay ay…

OH GOES THE DICHARACHERO…

Here comes the talker...

Beware withered flowers, the dump has arrived

Old ladies, parrots and little parrots have permission

And even the blessed souls of enjoying the whole world

I am the talker…

I am the rooster in love take advantage of me chicks

I come grabbing even they tell me the racero

The same ugly as pretty.

They call me talkative.

because I like to sing…

Tell them that I love them, don't be too hard on me...

Ay goes the talkative watch out pretty chicks.

The joker is coming.

And I'm dressed as a charro because I was born a rancher...

And I drink tequila in a car and I tie myself to the fillies

And if they repair me, I grab on to the mane or the leather.

I am the talker.

I'm like a rooster in palenque, I get stuck on any hook.

I don't like that they're married, I like going out with the bull (Ole)

man thank you very much

They call me talkative… because I like to sing…

Tell them that I love them, don't be too hard on me...

…Long live the talkers.

grab even my friends ...

Oh, the dicharachero is coming.

The serums took care of the chicken coop

And no matter how much care they took, some of them escaped

And even my arms came to tell them that I love them.

I am the talker.

Your rooster says goodbye and there I leave you my song.

Take care, little ones, take care, take care, take care...

And keep your heart from him.

They call me talkative...

Because I like to sing…

Tell them that I love them, don't beg me... ayay ay...