Luyện nghe bài hát El Corrido de Jesse James

Now the outlaw Jesse was up in heaven
With old friends the Kingdom throne
Boys I was branded as a bandit and robber
But I never a family from their home

Now we're to pass no judgements here in heaven
But there's goings on a man can't stand no
Now there's no open carry up in
But please give me back my 44

Con yo me voy to dear old Wall Street
My 44 will do the talking now on
cut you down to size my banking brothers
Put bonus money back where it belongs

Now you the pockets of los pobrecitos
Spreading and trouble through the land
Sus sirvientes pago para sus falsas
That's what Jesse could never understand

Un minuto a rezar y un para morir
That's all you birds ever get from me
Now you lined your well but I'll see you in hell
Quemando como for all eternity

Ry Cooder vocals, banjo, sexto,
Cooder drums
Flaco accordion
Arturo clarinet
Erasto trombone
Gonzales trumpet
Pablo Molina sousaphone, alto
Castro percussion