On the corners together you'll find us
'Neath the street lamps at midnight we're there
Our spirits like smoke that blows through the night
Restless but going nowhere

Trouble is all we can give you
For trouble is all we have known
Our lives like water that runs through our hands
Leaving us unloved and alone

Our fathers you say were just like us
Our children will all be the same
Hair like black leather and skin brown as wood
Speaking some low Spanish name

Remember the mothers who gave us our lives
Like grass in the spring of their years
And left us behind with hearts light as wine
Their breasts undissolved by our tears

The things that I do are all very bad things
I do them and then don't know why
You hold up your children with blue or brown eyes
And say they're much better than I

My friends, they too all despise me
I do all the wrong they have planned
And all that I have for the years of my life
Is a cross that I've cut on my hand
You put me in jail behind iron bars
You find me with blood on my hands
Tomorrow I'll stand up in front of your guns
And give you the life you demand

But when you sit down at your table tonight
With children and wife sitting by
Recall this corrido my red blood has made
And now miamigos, goodbye