Adan Chalino Sanchez – Corrido Del Quintillo Lyrics
Artist: Adan Chalino Sanchez
Song: Corrido Del Quintillo
En un reten de ladrones en ese cayo un amigo
Si quieren saber su nombre, a horita yo se los digo
Andrés González Quiroz y le apodan el quintillo
Tenían muchos detenidos, en el suelo panza abajo
Quintillo venia solo, no lo acompañaba el sapo
Querían dinero y alhajas y lo que hubo fue balazos
La pistola venia oculta en la troca en que viajaba
Le bajaron dos millones la esclava venia sellada
Querían mocharle la mano pa ver si así la entregaba
No voy a perder la mano me sirve más que esta joya
A debajo del asiento, se encontraba la pistola
Pensó el quintillo al tentarla, se va poner fea la bola
Eran tres los asaltantes y alcanzo a tumbar a dos
Pero el otro que faltaba, tres tiros le disparo
Pero al echarse a la fuga, desde el suelo lo tumbo
Herido como se hallaba, le monto a su camioneta
Con rumbo así a Culiacán para ver si se salvaba
Al llegar a la cruz roja, la vista se le nublaba
Pongan cuidado señores por esos caminos reales
Con los retenes fantasmas, como el que cayó Gonzáles
Por que eran tres alimañas, la cárcel no fue a pisarles
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Corrido Del Quintillo Lyrics – English Translation
In a thieves’ writer in that fell a friend
If you want to know the name of him, A Horita I tell you
Andrés González Quiroz and tell him the Quintillo
They had many detainees, on the floor belly below
Quintillo came alone, the toad did not accompany it
They wanted money and jewelry and what there was were bullets
The pistol came hidden in the trock in which he was traveling
They came down two million the slave came sealed
They wanted to throw his hand to see if she thus gave her
I’m not going to lose my hand, it helps me more than this jewel
Under the seat, the gun was
He thought the quintillo when tempting it, the ball is put ugly
There were three assailants and I could grab two
But the other that was missing, three shots shot
But when I went to the escape, from the ground I lie down
Wounded as he was, I amount to his truck
With course like this to culiacán to see if he was saved
Upon arriving at the Red Cross, the view was clouded
Be careful gentlemen by those real roads
With ghost retainers, like Gonzáles fell
Because they were three vermin, jail was not going to tread
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Adan Chalino Sanchez Lyrics – Corrido Del Quintillo
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From the album:
Canta Corridos
Release Year: 2010