El Curita Y La Coqueta - Los Tigres Del Norte

Año del noventa y nueve

El veinticinco de enero

No se me olvida la fecha

Porque aposte mi dinero

A las patas del curita

De los hermanos Quintero

Hasta el carril de aguamansa

En Riversade California

Trajeron a la coqueta

Del estado de Arizona

A correr con el curita

Traía fama de campeona

No era pericos señores

Pero los verdes volaban

A la yegua de los Porras

Las apuestas le sobraban

Porque decían que al curita

Fácilmente le ganaban

Les damos al dos por uno

Los de la yegua gritaban

Yo vi las pacas de a miles

Que los Quinteros sacaban

Para topar los billetes

Que a la coqueta apostaban

Anda el cuyito Pérez

Paseando ya a la coqueta

Se miraba muy bonita

Pero andaba muy inquieta

Tal vez pensando en el triunfo

Al fin que ya estaba impuesta

El corredor del curita

Un jockey de los mejores

Les dijo apuesten sin miedo

Que esta la gano señores

A mi me la Pérez Prado

Mas de cuatro corredores

Rompió el silencio un disparo

Y los cajones se abrieron

Toda la gente gritaba

Se vinieron se vinieron

Pero al salir el curita

Rompió la cuerda primero

En lo mas seguro hay riesgo

Decía Juanito Carmona

Nunca pensé que el curita

Le quitarían la corona

En el carril de aguamansa

Se destrono a la campeona

year of ninety nine

The twenty fifth of January

I don't forget the date

Because I bet my money

At the priest's feet

Of the Quintero brothers

Until the lane of aguamansa

In Rivers of California

They brought the coquette

From the state of Arizona

To run with the band-aid

She brought fame as a champion

It was not parakeets, gentlemen

But the green ones flew

To the mare of the Porras

The bets were too much for him

Because they said that the priest

They easily beat him

We give them two for one

Those of the mare shouted

I saw the bales of thousands

That the Quinteros took out

to bump the bills

That they bet on the coquette

Go the cuyito Pérez

already walking the coquette

she looked very pretty

But she was very restless

Maybe thinking about the triumph

At last she was already imposed

The Band-Aid Corridor

A jockey of the best

He told them to bet without fear

I win this one gentlemen

I like Pérez Prado

More than four runners

The silence was broken by a shot

And the drawers opened

all the people were screaming

they came they came

But when the band-aid left

broke the rope first

In the safest there is risk

Juanito Carmona said

I never thought that the band-aid

They would take away the crown

In the lane of Aguamansa

The champion was dethroned