In sumairango esonuro
The truth be ahead
It's a pity that I didn't know
Where the commander lived
The day he arrived in woods
He told some ranchers
Don't appreciate the visit
I only came for money
The judicial in the mountains
They wanted to arrest him
Chuma raised the horn to sing
He started chasing them around
He just wanted an excuse
Well he liked to kill
By assaults and kidnappings
They were already counting his days
Nothing more than because his horn broke many police officers
Beautiful royal pines
My memories of Guainopa
And that dividing mountain range Sonora
When he got off his plane
A platoon was already following him
Chuma raised his horn
But this time he failed
And that corrido ends
Death took him

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