Pobre Tahúr - La Frontera

Lleva siempre tres ases en la manga

Y poco equipaje por si hay que correr

Una levita con solapa ancha

La baraja le da de comer

Poco talento en los estados de la Unión

Y mucho dinero en el Salón

Hay pocos tipos como él

Te sacan la pasta y no les vuelves a ver

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

Plumas y alquitrán para el tahúr

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

Plumas y alquitrán para el tahúr

Decidió volver a su pueblo

Pero nadie en el rancho le recibió

El alcalde estaba haciendo trampas

Con su mujer y no se enteró

Poco talento en los estados de la Unión

Y mucho dinero en el Salón

Hay pocos tipos como él

Te sacan la pasta y no les vuelves a ver

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

Plumas y alquitrán para el tahúr

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

Plumas y alquitrán para el tahúr

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

Plumas y alquitrán para el tahúr

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

Plumas y alquitrán para el tahúr

Pobre tahúr, pobre tahúr

No le queda bien el ataúd

He always has three aces up his sleeve

And little luggage in case you have to run

A frock coat with a wide lapel

The deck feeds him

Little talent in the states of the Union

And a lot of money in the Hall

There are few guys like him

They take your money and you never see them again

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Feathers and tar for the gambler

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Feathers and tar for the gambler

He decided to return to his town

But no one at the ranch received him

The mayor was cheating

With his wife about him and he didn't find out

Little talent in the states of the Union

And a lot of money in the Hall

There are few guys like him

They take your money and you never see them again

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Feathers and tar for the gambler

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Feathers and tar for the gambler

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Feathers and tar for the gambler

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Feathers and tar for the gambler

Poor gambler, poor gambler

Doesn't fit the coffin