These were two friends
Who came from Mapimi
Who, not wanting to come empty-handed
Stole from Guanacevi

They brought two horses
One dark and one roan
On the dark one they carried clothes
And on the roan, the money

They also brought machinery
And very good batteries
To remove the rails
And make the track changes

Martin says to Jose
Don't turn yellow
We're going to rob the train
That comes from Vermejillo

I'm not turning yellow
Yellow is my color
I've robbed big trains
And steam engines

God help the holy child
They've caught Jose
At the corner of the market
They tied him up and he got away

It must have been his prayers
That his mother prayed for him
It must have been his good luck
That Jose was not touched

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