The Sons of the Pioneers did several songs for the John Ford movies Wagon Master (in 1949) and Rio Grande in (1950).
The six members who made the Sons of the Pioneers famous in the late 1930s with their close-harmonied western style music were elected into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 1980. In 1995, they were inducted into the Western Performers Hall of Fame at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
In 1977, the Smithsonian designated the Sons of the Pioneers as "national treasures". Through many changes to the line-up, the Sons of the Pioneers have continued to perform.
Santa Fe New Mexico
Sons Of The Pioneers Lyrics
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No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
Yo Solo Ando Un Poco Alcohlizado
No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
Ya Se La Sabe Como Me Pongo Pa' Que Pregunta
Disen Que Ando Borracho Por Caminar Chueco
Y Ni Le Sordeo Por Mi Cara De Pacheco
Asi Me Gusta Andar Con Mis Homies De Adeveras
La Vida Que Llevo Bien Cuula Porque Siento Que La Llevo Bien Vergas
La Jefa Dise Es Hora De Agarrar El Pedo Y Le Digo Jefita Namas Tantito Quiero
Se Me Sube El Alchool Y Empiezo A Tocar Ajainas Carnal Volteame A Ver La Cara Andamos Bien Iguanas
Ya Cuantas Van Diga Me Perdi La Cuenta
Ya Mero Sale El Sol Y Ni Nos Dimos Cuenta!
Pero Como Quiera
Alchile A Nadien Le Importa Hay Qe Vivir La Vida Porque Esta Bien Corta
Y Ando Bien Chidote Con Huamas Y Gallote
Subale El Volumem Alos Tigres Del Norte...
Yo Solo Ando Un Poco Alcohlizado
No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
Yo Solo Ando Un Poco Alcohlizado
No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
Si Acaso Llevo Una... Dos O Tres O Cuatro, Cinco, Seis
Pero Alchile Nd Que Ver
Sobre Lo Que Usted Me Esta Diciendo
Yo No Ando Borracho Apoco No Me Esta Viendo
Y Si Me Ven Siempre Es Porqe El Efecto Se Va Sintiendo
Mi Casa Ves Que No Estoy Mintiendo
Si Quieres Te Ago Un Cuatro Y Si No Me Sale A Cuatro Te Pongo Al Fin Y Alcabo Igual Lo Vale
Pa' Que No Ande Levantandole Falsos A Este Canijo
Si Quiere Saber Con Quien Ando, Ando Con Mis SANTOS GRIFOS!!
Simpson, Un Pinche Carton De Huamas
Simpson, Una Botella De Bucanas
Simpson, Un Bolson De Marihuana
Y Como Siempre No Nos Aviso La Mañana...
Simpson, Un Pinche Carton De Huamas
Simpson, Una Botella De Bucanas
Simpson, Un Bolson De Marihuana
Y Como Siempre No Nos Aviso La Mañana...
Yo Solo Ando Un Poco Alcohlizado
No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
Yo Solo Ando Un Poco Alcohlizado
No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
Ando Buscando Una Botella De Alcohol
Ando Buscando Una Botella De Alcohol
Ando Buscando Una Botella De Alcohol
The lyrics of the song "Santa Fe New Mexico" by Sons of the Pioneers talks about a man who is slightly intoxicated and is not drunk but wants to party with his friends. He is not ashamed of his condition and wants to live life to the fullest. He walks irregularly, he is not bothered by what people think about him, and he is not ashamed to be seen that way. He tries to convince his lady to have a drink with him, and he is accompanied by his true friends who accept him as he is.
The song depicts the carefree attitude of people who are not concerned about what others think of them. They enjoy themselves regardless of their condition and enjoy the moment without worrying about the consequences. This is a common theme among many Mexican Americans, who are known for their love of music, food, and drink. The song reflects the cultural traditions of Mexico and the southwestern United States.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo Solo Ando Un Poco Alcohlizado
I'm only a little bit drunk
No Ando Borracho Solo Ando Un Poco Mariado!
I'm not drunk, just a little tipsy!
Por Dios Qe Casimiento Malo
What a bad wedding!
Ya Se La Sabe Como Me Pongo Pa' Que Pregunta
They already know how I get, why ask?
Vivo La vida Alchile Como Me Gusta
I live life the way I like it
Disen Que Ando Borracho Por Caminar Chueco
They say I'm drunk because I'm walking crooked
Y Ni Le Sordeo Por Mi Cara De Pacheco
I don't mind, because I'm having fun
Asi Me Gusta Andar Con Mis Homies De Adeveras
I like to hang out with my true friends
La Vida Que Llevo Bien Cuula Porque Siento Que La Llevo Bien Vergas
I feel great about the life I'm living
La Jefa Dise Es Hora De Agarrar El Pedo Y Le Digo Jefita Namas Tantito Quiero
My mom says it's time for me to get drunk and I tell her I just want to have a little bit
Se Me Sube El Alchool Y Empiezo A Tocar Ajainas Carnal Volteame A Ver La Cara Andamos Bien Iguanas
I'm getting drunk and I start to act crazy, turn around and look at us, we're having a blast
Ya Cuantas Van Diga Me Perdi La Cuenta
I lost count of how many drinks I've had
Ya Mero Sale El Sol Y Ni Nos Dimos Cuenta!
The sun is about to rise and we didn't even realize it
Pero Como Quiera Alchile A Nadien Le Importa Hay Qe Vivir La Vida Porque Esta Bien Corta
But it doesn't matter, because no one cares, we have to live life because it's short
Y Ando Bien Chidote Con Huamas Y Gallote
I'm having a great time with my beer and whiskey
Subale El Volumem Alos Tigres Del Norte...
Turn up the volume for Los Tigres del Norte
Si Acaso Llevo Una... Dos O Tres O Cuatro, Cinco, Seis
Okay, maybe I have one, two, three, four, five, six drinks
Pero Alchile Nd Que Ver Sobre Lo Que Usted Me Esta Diciendo
But honestly, it doesn't matter what you're saying
Yo No Ando Borracho Apoco No Me Esta Viendo
I'm not drunk, can't you see?
Y Si Me Ven Siempre Es Porqe El Efecto Se Va Sintiendo
If you see me, it's because I'm feeling the effects
Mi Casa Ves Que No Estoy Mintiendo
See, I'm not lying
Si Quieres Te Ago Un Cuatro Y Si No Me Sale A Cuatro Te Pongo Al Fin Y Alcabo Igual Lo Vale
If you want, I'll show you a magic trick, and if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter, it's still fun
Pa' Que No Ande Levantandole Falsos A Este Canijo
So you won't go telling lies about me
Si Quiere Saber Con Quien Ando, Ando Con Mis SANTOS GRIFOS!!
If you want to know who I'm with, I'm with my buddies, the SANTOS GRIFOS!!
Simpson, Un Pinche Carton De Huamas
Simpson, a pack of beers
Simpson, Una Botella De Bucanas
Simpson, a bottle of whiskey
Simpson, Un Bolson De Marihuana
Simpson, a bag of marijuana
Y Como Siempre No Nos Aviso La Mañana...
And like always, morning came without warning
Ando Buscando Una Botella De Alcohol
I'm looking for a bottle of alcohol
Ando Buscando Una Botella De Alcohol
I'm looking for a bottle of alcohol
Ando Buscando Una Botella De Alcohol
I'm looking for a bottle of alcohol
Contributed by Mia G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Bill Akins
on The Devil's Great Grandson
"The Devil's Great Grandson" (Lyrics)
Recorded by Roy Rogers & The Son's Of The Pioneers
(Lyrics submitted by Bill Akins)
(The Devil's Great Grandson performed by the Sons Of The Pioneers and written by Bob Nolan. The tune was recorded in Los Angeles on December 14, 1937 and the group at that time was Roy Rogers, Bob Nolan, Lloyd Perryman and the Farr brothers.)
Old Skyball Paint was the devil's saint
His eyes were a fiery red
Good men have tried this horse to ride
And all of them are dead
Now I won't brag but I rode this nag
Till his blood began to boil
Then I hit the ground and ate three pound
Of good old western soil
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Light group harmony yodel)
I swore by heck
I'd break his neck for the jolt he gave my pride
I threw my noose on that old cayuse and once more took a ride
He turned around and soon
I found his tail where his head should be
So says says I Perhaps he's shy or he just don't care for me
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Only Roy Rogers STRONG yodeling, group harmony humming and ahhing along)
In town you see just to have a spree when
I meets old Sheriff Jim
With fistic fun and my big six-gun
I buys the town from him
For a whoop and a holler and a counterfeit dollar
Then I ask for a bill of sale
But my face turned red when the contract said just thirty days in jail
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Light group harmony yodel again)
Where the greasewood bats wear
Stetson hats and the bad men all run free
Where they sold the jail at a bargain sale
That's the land for me
Where the desert ants wear buckskin pants and help me rule the land
With the ants and the bats and my two gats
I'll rule with an iron hand
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Only Roy Rogers STRONG yodeling, group harmony humming and ahhing along)