Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gerardo González, artist - Ramón Ayala.
Date of issue: 12.03.2020
Song language: Spanish
Gerardo González(original) |
Ya todos sabian que era pistolero |
Ya todos sabian que era muy valiente |
Por eso las leyes ni tiempo le dieron |
Ya todos sabian que era pistolero |
Ya todos sabian que era muy valiente |
Por eso las leyes ni tiempo le dieron |
El dia que a mansalva y cobardemente |
Le dieron la muerte |
En brownsville estuvo un tiempo prisionero |
Y al ser sentenciado de ahi se fugo |
Se vino a reinosa su pueblo querido |
Gerardo gonzalez en forma cobarde |
La muerte encontro |
Era decidido miedo le tenian |
Sus enemigos y la policia |
A punta de bala lo hicieron pedazos |
No pudo salvarse tenia en el cuerpo |
Catorce balazos |
En brownsville estuvo un tiempo prisionero |
Y al ser sentenciado de ahi se fugo |
Se vino a reynosa su pueblo querido |
Gerardo gonzalez en forma cobarde |
La muerte encontro |
Vuela palomita a llevar el mensaje |
Te vas dereynosa al lado americano |
Les cuentas a todos que le han dado muerte |
A un compañero y fiel pistolero |
De chito cano |
(translation) |
Everyone already knew he was a gunman |
Everyone already knew that he was very brave |
That's why the laws didn't give him time |
Everyone already knew that he was a gunman |
Everyone already knew that he was very brave |
That's why the laws didn't give him time |
The day that calmly and cowardly |
they gave him death |
In brownsville he was a prisoner for a while |
And when he was sentenced from there he fled |
He came to kingdom of his beloved people |
Gerardo gonzalez in cowardly way |
death found |
It was decided fear they had him |
His enemies and the police |
At the point of a bullet they tore him to pieces |
He could not save himself he had in the body |
fourteen shots |
In brownsville he was a prisoner for a while |
And when he was sentenced from there he fled |
He came to Reynosa, his beloved town |
Gerardo gonzalez in cowardly way |
death found |
He flies little dove to carry the message |
You go from Reynosa to the American side |
You tell everyone that they have killed him |
To a companion and faithful gunslinger |
from chito cano |