Carlos zaragoza left his home in casas grandes when the moon was full

No money in his pocket just a locket of his sister framed in gold

He rode into el sueco stole a rooster called gallo del cielo

Then he swam the rio grande with that fighter nestled

Deep beneath his arm

El gallo del cielo was a rooster born in heaven so the legends say

His wings they had been broken he had one eye

Rollin' crazy in his head

And he'd fought a hundred fights and the legends say

That one night near el sueco

They'd fought gallo seven times and seven times he'd

Left brave roosters dead

Hola my theresa I am thinking of you now in san antonio

I have 27 dollars and the good luck of your picture

Framed in gold

Tonight I'll put it all on the fighting spurs of gallo del cielo

And then I'll return to buy the land villa stole

From father long ago

Outside of san diego in the onion fields of paco monteverde

The pride of san diego lay sleeping on a fancy bed of silk

And they laughed when zaragoza pulled the one eyed

Del cielo from beneath his coat

But they cried when zaragoza walked away with a

Thousand dollar bill

Hola my theresa I am thinking of you now in santa barbara

I have fifteen hundred dollars and the good luck of

Your picture framed in gold

Tonight I'll put it all on the fighting spurs of gallo del cielo

And then I'll return to buy the land villa stole

From father long ago

Now the moon has gone to hiding and the lantern light

Spills shadows on a fighting sand

Where a wicked black named zorro faces gallo del cielo in the night

But carlos zaragoza fears the tiny crack that runs across his rooster's beak

And he fears he has lost the fifty thousand dollars riding on the fight

Hola my theresa I am thinking of you now in santa clara

Yes the money's on the table I am holding to

Your good luck framed in gold

And everything we've dreamed of is riding on the spurs of del cielo

I pray that I'll return to buy the land villa stole from father long ago

Then the signal it was given and the cocks rose

Together far above the sand

El gallo del cielo sunk a gaff into zorro's shiny breast

They were separated quickly but they rose and fought

Each other thirty seven times

And the legends say that everyone agreed that del cielo fought the best

Then the screams of zaragoza filled the night outside

The town of santa clara

As the beak of del cielo lay broken like a shell within his hand

And they say that zaragoza screamed a curse upon the

Bones of pancho villa

When zorro rose up one last time and drove del

Cielo through the sand

Hola my theresa I am thinking of you now in

San Francisco

I have no money in my pocket I no longer have

Your good luck framed in gold

I buried it last evening with the bones of my

Beloved del cielo

And I'll not return to buy the land villa stole from

Father long ago

Do the rivers still run muddy outside of my beloved

Casas grandes

Oes the scar upon my brother's face turn red when

He hears mention of my name

Do the people of el sueco curse the theft of gallo del cielo

Well tell my family not to worry I will not return

To cause them shame