Buenas Tardes Amigo Lyrics - Live In Toronto Canada - Ween

Buenas tardes amigo 

Hola, my good friend 

Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday 

And I hoped we'd see each other again 

You killed my brother last winter 

You shot him three times in the back 

In the night I still hear Mama weeping 

Oh Mama still dresses in black 

I looked at every fiesta 

For you I wanted to greet 

Maybe I'd sell you a chicken 

With poison interlaced with the meat 

You, you look like my brother 

Mama loved him the best 

He was head honcho with the ladies 

Mama always said he was blessed 

The village all gathered around him 

They couldn't believe what they saw 

I said it was you that had killed him 

And that I'd find you and up stand the law 

The people of the village believed me 

Mama, she wanted revenge 

I told her that I'd see that she was honored 

I'd find you and put you to death 

So now, now that I've found you 

On this such a joyous day 

I tell you it was me who killed him 

But the truth I'll never have to say 

Buenas tardes amigo 

Hola, my good friend 

Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday 

And I hoped we'd see each other again 

Yes I hoped we'd see each other again 

I hoped we'd see each other again