El Corrido Del Dr. Fonseca - Los Tigres Del Norte

Soplaban vientos del norte, del rumbo de Sinaloa

A Don Antonio Fonseca se le acercaba la hora

(También venían en la lista una hermana y su señora)

Dijo el doctor a su esposa: quiero llevarte a cenar

Estamos recién casados, la vida hay que disfrutar

(No sabían que de esa cena ya no iban a regresar)

Discutió con un mesero que una patrulla llamo

Eso es lo que yo no entiendo, llego una concentración

(Tal vez una coincidencia, tal vez una ejecución)

(Grita su esposa Dorita: no tiren que vienen damas

Aquella voz suplicante se apago con las metrallas

En unos cuantos segundos la iba a seguir su cuñada)

Le dijo el doctor al pollo: debes usar la metralla

No vez que estamos sitiados, hay que morir en la raya

(El pollo no reacciono y lo tumbaron las balas)

Cerca de 300 balas tenia su carro blindado

Pero ninguna pasó, trabajo garantizado

(Pero al salir por su esposa las balas lo acribillaron)

Allá por el mes de Julio le habían matado un hermano

El mato 2 policías, seguro querían vengarlos

(Su cuerno se le trabo y así lograron matarlo)

(Dijeron que eran bandidos por eso lo remataron

Le robaron sus alhajas y dinero americano

El dinero es lo de menos porque van a seguir bastos

(Gracias a Felipe por esta letra)

Winds blew from the north, from the course of Sinaloa

Don Antonio Fonseca's time was drawing near

(A sister and her wife were also on the list)

The doctor told his wife about him: I want to take you to dinner

We are newlyweds, life must be enjoyed

(They did not know that they were not going to return from that dinner)

He argued with a waiter that a patrol called

That's what I don't understand, a concentration came

(Maybe a coincidence, maybe an execution)

(His wife yells at him, Dorita: don't think, ladies are coming.

That pleading voice was extinguished by the shrapnel

In a few seconds she was going to be followed by her sister-in-law)

The doctor said to the chicken: you must use the shrapnel

No time we are besieged, we have to die on the line

(The chicken did not react and was knocked down by the bullets)

About 300 bullets had his armored car

But none passed, guaranteed job

(But when he left for his wife, the bullets riddled him)

Back in July they had killed a brother

He killed 2 policemen, surely they wanted to avenge them

(His horn got stuck and so they managed to kill him)

(They said they were bandits that's why they finished him off

They stole her jewelry and American money

The money is the least of it because they are going to continue to be coarse

(Thanks to Felipe for these lyrics)