El Corrido de Jesse James
Ry Cooder
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The outlaw Jesse James was up in heaven With old friends around the kingdom throne Boys I was branded as a bandit and bank robber But I ain't never turned a family from their home We're sworn to pass no judgments here in heaven But there's goings on a man can't stand no more There's no open carry up in heaven But please give me back my trusty .44 Con permiso yo me voy to dear old Wall Street My .44 will do the talking from now on I'll cut you down to size my banking brothers Put that bonus money back where it belongs You picked the pockets of los pobrecitos Spreading hardship and trouble through the land Sus sirvientes pago bien para sus falsas That's what Jesse James could never understand Un minuto a rezar y un segundo para morir That's all you birds will ever get from me Now you lined your pockets well but I'll see you all in hell Quemando como dinero for all eternity
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