La Llorona

La llorona We were sitting by a campfire Sipping on cold beers Passing 'round the guitar And singing 'bout our fears When a Mexican vaquero Who couldn't hold a tone Sang about a story And it chilled us to the bone La llorona The story's about a widow Who found a loving man But, he didn't like her children So, she made an evil plan She drowned them in a river But, her deed was done in vain When he found out what she done Well, he left her that same day La llorona La llorona Soakin' wet from head to toe You drowned all your kids for a man you didn't know Now, you're cryin' all the time 'cause you've got no one to hold La llorona La llorona Soakin' wet from head to toe You drowned all your kids for a man you didn't know Now, you're cryin' all the time 'cause you've got no one to hold La llorona She's cursed to roam the rivers For the evil that she did She'll never stop her searching Until she finds those kids If you float that Guadalupe And, you find you're all alone Watch out for that weepin' woman She'll claim you as her own La llorona