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Masacre en El Charco

Un siete del mes de junio del año noventa y ocho
en el poblado Del Charco ahí pelearon los guachos
 
Un domingo en la mañana empezó la balacera
pobrecitos de los guachos andaban a la carrera.
 
En el poblado del Charco su municipio es Ayutla
mataron a mucha gente y mucha gente sin culpa
 
Por toda la costa chica ésto se ha lamentado
porque a muchos campesinos la vida le arrebataron.
 
Por eso digo señores sin ofender a ninguno
hay que quererse como hermanos, como buenos mexicanos.
 
Y piensan tapar el sol, taparlo con su sombrero
pero todo el mexicano ya no se chupan los dedos
 
Dicen que son once muertos y veintidós detenidos;
en el poblado Del Charco ahí nació mi corrido
 
Ya con ésta me despido me deben de dispensar
en el estado de Guerrero eso acaba de pasar
en el poblado Del Charco nunca lo van a olvidar.
 

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The city is built on pleasure
Come here, give me what I want
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Then another comes up to her
The city is built on pleasure
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The city is built on pleasure
Sixty then sixty satisfy themselves in turn upon her nakedness
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the young men heeded,
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Money in the hand is the Yankee dollar bill
Money in the hand is the Yankee dollar bill
Money in the hand is the Yankee dollar bill
Money in the hand is the Yankee dollar bill
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O la la la la la la la la la
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O la la la la la la la la la
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O la la la la la la la la la
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Money in the hand is the Yankee dollar bill
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