My parrot, my goat and my rooster,
the finest of pets that you'll find.
With them I bring joy wherever I go
and make some to make things go round.
To New Mexico and Arkansas
and even to Illinois' shores.
I sell off my kids to the highest bid
and then I return home for more.
I grew up to thrive among horses,
and I do not deny I was poor.
Now my name is known throughout the plains
and among the gueros in the north.
Death rides ever by my side
and the high lords far behind,
for where there's will there'll be a way
and my ways are hard to find.
Money's a treacherous companion,
and that's why I spend mine with ease.
On women and friends, to smoothen the bends,
I keep just the little I need.
They say that my pets bring but pain and regrets,
and then they ask me to pass them a booster.
It's the greatest of men who come again and again
to my parrot, my goat and my rooster.
