Junior H - El Chachito Anda Alegre

Anda alegre la plebada, así lo dice el viejón
De un ranchito de Guasave vengo yo
Y lo que soñaba un día tiene hoy
Con morritas colombianas se encerró

Con su gente por un lado, andan listos pa' tomar
Y sus primos ni se digan, ahí nomás
Tocan los del Villa y va saliendo el Sol
Es señal que anda contento el chavalón

Mis viejitos y mis padres, gente de mucho valor
Qué bien queman las llantas del Marquisón
Los regaños y consejos del viejón
Con respeto, por eso salí cabrón

Me miran, los miro; respetan, respeto
Vinimos de abajo y la meta es el cielo
Un acento fuerte y sangre sinaloense
De una cuna humilde el chavalo proviene

Así como llegan las pacas, se van
Compadre Gabino no puede contar
No olvida el pasado mi compa' El Chachito
Tal vez sin un peso, pero con amigos

Ahí le va, compa' Chachito
Hasta Tijuana, Baja California, viejo, cómo no
Uh uh uh

Pa' los blancos tira agüito, Platanitos, son ranchos
Un ceviche con los plebes pa'l calor
Borrego, tráete unas plebes pa' bailar
Y con El Pato historias hay pa' contar

Si se le suben los tragos se me pone a recordar
De unos amigos que ahorita ya no están
Si andas recio, recio acabas, no hay pa' más
Pa' que le lave se le extraña carnal

En Tijuana nos quedamos y el Wicho es mi amigo leal
Los mitotes no me vienen ni me van
El Chachito ya se pasa a retirar
Kevin, saca el aparato pa' rutear

Me miran, los miro; respetan, respeto
Venimos de abajo y la meta es el cielo
Un acento fuerte y sangre sinaloense
De una cuna humilde el chavalo proviene

Así como llegan las pacas, se van
Compadre Gabino no puede contar
No olvida el pasado mi compa' El Chachito
Tal vez sin un peso, pero con amigos

The crowd is happy, that's what the old man says
From a small ranch in Guasave, I come
And what I dreamed one day, I have today
He locked himself up with Colombian girls

His people on one side, ready to drink
And his cousins, don't even mention them, they're right there
The Villa band plays and the sun comes out
It's a sign that the young man is happy

My grandparents and my parents, people of great value
How well the Marquis' tires burn
The scoldings and advice of the old man
With respect, that's why I came out strong

They look at me, I look at them; they respect, I respect
We came from the bottom and the goal is the sky
A strong accent and Sinaloan blood
From a humble cradle, the young man comes

Just as the bales arrive, they leave
Compadre Gabino can't keep count
My friend El Chachito doesn't forget the past
Maybe without a peso, but with friends

Here's to you, compadre Chachito
All the way to Tijuana, Baja California, old man, how could I not
Uh uh uh

For the fair-skinned ones, throw some water, Platanitos, they are ranches
Some ceviche with the guys for the heat
Borrego, bring some girls to dance
And with El Pato, there are stories to tell

If the drinks get to him, he starts to remember
Of some friends who are not here anymore
If you go hard, you end up hard, there's no more
So that he can wash it away, his brother is missed

In Tijuana we stay and Wicho is my loyal friend
The parties don't come to me or go
El Chachito is retiring
Kevin, get the device to route

They look at me, I look at them; they respect, I respect
We came from the bottom and the goal is the sky
A strong accent and Sinaloan blood
From a humble cradle, the young man comes

Just as the bales arrive, they leave
Compadre Gabino can't keep count
My friend El Chachito doesn't forget the past
Maybe without a peso, but with friends