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Jerry Jeff Walker

Gonzo Compadres

 

Gonzo Compadres

(album: ¡Viva Luckenbach! - 1994)


They call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los cinco caballeros, mirado las estrellas
And they call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los gatos con queso, and we love our mommies

We live by the mountains, we live by the sea
We live by our wits, we live to be free
We never take prisoners, we take no requests
What we do mostly is what we do best

They call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los cinco caballeros, mirado las estrellas
And they call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los gatos con queso, and we love our mommies

We laugh and we cry and we sing and we dance
We fly through the air by the seat of our pants
With Captain Pendejo, tequila in hand
We fall to our knees and kiss the ground when we land

They call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los cinco caballeros, mirado las estrellas
And they call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los gatos con queso, and we love our mommies

We're brave companeros, we ride beyond fences
We take to the road, taking leave of our senses
Adios amigos, so long senoritas
Your salty tears flavor our margaritas

They call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los cinco caballeros, mirado las estrellas
And they call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los gatos con queso, and we love our mommies

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