La Original Banda El Limón de Salvador Lizárraga - 24 Kilates de Corridos

Juan Martha

Decían que cargaba el diablo
Mentiras, no traía nada
Lo que traiba' en su cintura
Era una pistola escuadra

Robaba y mataba gente
Porque así se divertía
Su cabeza tenía precio
15 mil pesos valía

Juan Martha era aguerrido
Y temido del gobierno
Los rurales le temían
Como si fuera veneno

Su madrecita, lloraba
Lloraba y se lo decía
Si me dieran libre a mi hijo
15 mil pesos daría

Ya no llores, madrecita
Ya no les ofrezcas nada
Que llegando a aquel cerrito
Yo me río de la acordada

Ya no llores, madrecita
No me estés atromentando
Que de cien vidas que debo
Con una, la estoy pagando

Esta noche con la luna
Y mañana con el sol
Me van a quitar la vida
Sea por el amor de Dios

Ya con esta me despido
Pero les dejo una carta
Para que sigan cantando
El corrido de Juan Martha

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Writer(s): Estanislao Portillo Reyes
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