Buenas Tardes Amigo

Buenas tardes amigo
 
 Hola, my good friend
 
 Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
 And I hoped we'd see each other again
 
 You killed my brother last winter
 
 You shot him three times in the back
 
 In the night I still hear Mama weeping
 Oh Mama still dresses in black
 I looked at every fiesta
 For you I wanted to greet
 
 Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
 With poison interlaced with the meat
 
 You, you look like my brother
 
 Mama loved him the best
 
 He was head honcho with the ladies
 
 Mama always said he was blessed
 
 The village all gathered around him
 
 They couldn't believe what they saw
 
 I said it was you that had killed him
 And that I'd find you and up stand the law
 
 The people of the village believed me
 
 Mama, she wanted revenge
 
 I told her that I'd see that she was honored
 I'd find you and put you to death
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 So now, now that I've found you
 On this such a joyous day
 I tell you it was me who killed him
 But the truth I'll never have to say
 
 Buenas tardes amigo
 
 Hola, my good friend
 
 Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
 And I hoped we'd see each other again
 Yes I hoped we'd see each other again
 
 I hoped we'd see each other again