The Ballad of Don Alejo Garza Tamez

Don Alejo was a good man, strong and brave
Sicarios came to his ranch
tried to make him a slave
with his inventory of rifles at hand
Don Alejo began dumping and
4 of those sicarios found their grave
at 77 the old man refused to be a part
of the Mexican drug trade,
grenades began blastin, semi auto's sprayed
Don Alejo stood his ground at 4a.m.
his day was made, screaming here I am
every window shattered,
Don Alejo familiar with the games sicarios played
left the narcos bruised and battered
the hunter became the prey
and the prey was soon slayed
the military came too late as is always the case
didnt even bother to give the bad guys chase
as fate would have it, embracing his destiny
Don Alejo was firing at deaths pace
the 14th of November was when he finished life's race
he went out defending the land he worked
and before giving it up to drug lords
he'd much rather get murked
in 24 hours your land is ours
be ready to surrender your land to higher powers
Don Alejo took a deep breath,
He said, i'll be waiting here
and together we'll all meet death
i'll be damned if you use this land to cook up meth
the smell of gun powder was fresh in the air
in his ranch the military found Don Alejo
with guns by his side dead on the floor
but outside the injured were 2 and the dead were 4
had he been younger, tal ves he'd have taken out more
in the town of Allende in the state of Nuevo Leon
comes the birth of this song,
The Ballad of Don Alejo Garza Tamez, to you
we say so long,
died in a hail of bullets
defending his land in the face of wrong