Yo que soy contrabandista Y campo por mi respeto, A todos los desafío, Pues a nadie tengo miedo. Ay, ay, ay jaleo, muchachas, ¿ Quién me merca algun hilo negro?** Mi caballo está cansáo, Y yo me marcho corriendo. Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay que viene la ronda, Y se movió el tiroteo. Ay, ay, caballito mío, caballo mío careto; Ay jaleo, ay jaleo, Ay jaleo que nos cogen: Ay! sácame de este aprieto. Ay, caballito jaleo. Ay, caballito jaleo.
I who am a smuggler and fight for my respect, defy everyone, because I'm not afraid of any body. 6 Ay,ay,ay,jaleo, *girls. Who will buy my black thread?** My horse is tired and I flee, running. Ay, ay, ay, there's a roundup, Ay, ay, ay, there's a roundup, and the shooting starts. Ay, ay, my little horse, my little pinto; Ay jaleo, ay jaleo, Ay jaleo, there catching up with us Ay! get me out of this mess.