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Juan Martha
Juan Martha
They say he carried the devil
All lies, he carried nothing
What he carried on his waist
Was a .45 pistol
He robbed, and killed people
Because it was exciting to him
His head, had a price
Worth 15 thousand pesos
Juan Martha was bloodthirsty
And fearful of the government
The Law feared him
As if he were poison
His poor mother, would cry
She'd cry and made sure he knew
If they returned my son to me,
I'd give 15 thousand pesos
Don't cry poor mother
Don't offer them anything
Once I arrive at the hill
I'll laugh at the order
Don't cry poor mother
Don't you torment me
Of the hundreds of lives that I owe,
I'm paying with just one
Tonight along with the moon
And tomorrow along with the sun
They'll take my life away
Be it for the love of God
With this, I'll be departing
But I'll leave you all this note
So you will all keep on singing
The story of Juan Martha
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titosubmitted on 1 Dec 2024 - 12:49
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