This is the running of the great Cuco Peña
man well energic in all his land
at breakfast a tequila was poured
by noon he opened another bottle
Already for the night, gun in hand
emptying canteens, spinning in heels
then in a corner he was looking for women
hat on the side, shirt on the outside
He grabbed the woman, threw her in the haunch
nailed the spur and the horse starts
and it happened that night that being drunk
after loving her, he stay in her arms
Ay Cuco Peña, ay soul in pain
ay Cuco Peña, it was not a good move
ay Cuco Peña, ay soul in pain
ay Cuco Peña, it was not a good move
Then the next day, terror on the face
what was he doing next to him, he wondered himself
it was the young Huicho, in strange ways
dressed like woman, smiling him now
You have broken my honor, Cuco Peña shouted
and exorbitant pulled the gun
shooting poor Huicho
the great Cuco Peña washed his dishonor
Behind the bars the big Cuco Peña
sad and lonely meets his sentence
but from his cell he already made housing
his girls arrive, food and drink
Ay Cuco Peña, ay soul in pain
ay Cuco Peña, it was not a good move
ay Cuco Peña, ay soul in pain
ay Cuco Peña, it was not a good move
And this was the running of the great Cuco Peña
genius and figure to the grave
trotting around the world his shadow wandered
looking for his manhood that someone was took away
Ay Cuco Peña, ay soul in pain
ay Cuco Peña, it was not a good move
ay Cuco Peña, ay soul in pain
ay Cuco Peña, it was not a good move