Name: Rio de Muerte
Duration: 4 min 5 s
Channel: Ednor Therriault
Description: "Rio de Muerte" is a song by Bob Wire. Latin-flavored song that tells the legend of a haunted river in Oaxaca, Mexico. Kinda scary, kinda sad, kinda gross.

Rio de Muerte

Bob Wire

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Latin-flavored song that tells the legend of a haunted river in Oaxaca, Mexico. Kinda scary, kinda sad, kinda gross.

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Bob Wire

It's called Maximum Honky Tonk, and no one plays it like Bob Wire. Country, blues, rockabilly, folk, and some good ol' rock and roll. Honest, smart and funny.

Funniest blog on the web? Judge for yourself at NewWest.net/BobWire. You won't regret it. I swear. This is Butt-twitchin' country music for adults with a brain and a sense of humor! Bob Wire writes catchy, original songs with a twisted perspective that puts him way out in the left field of Nashvegas. Bob sez: Hank Jr. is the disease, and Hank Sr. is the cure.

Song Info

Genre

Latin • General Latin

Charts

#4,043 today Peak #73

#1,098 in subgenre Peak #25

Author

Ednor Therriault

Rights

2006 Ednor Therriault

Uploaded

May 19, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.7 MB • 160 kbps • 4:05

Lyrics

There is a little Mexican village somewhere in Oaxaca
It sits on the edge of a river that flows to the west
But the people of the village won’t go near the cold black water
They call it Rio de Muerte, the River of Death

The legend is told of a proud young Indio princess
She had the light of a thousand suns in her eyes
But underneath her beauty she carried a terrible secret
And there was only one man who knew she wore a disguise

It happened one night when the princess was only a child
The moon disappeared and the night was as black as a hole
In a dugout canoe she crossed the Rio de Muerte
To take her revenge on the man who had poisoned her soul

An obsidian knife in her fist, she crept through the darkness
He was easy to find by the smell of his evil breath
She sent him to hell, then she ran back down to the shoreline
And she threw the bloody knife into the River of Death

The people of the sun had always gotten their food from the water
Now their nets were empty and the birds disappeared from the sky
They didn’t know that a curse had been put on their river
By a dead man whose terrified son had watched him die

So if you find yourself in the mountains somewhere in Oaxaca
And you see a black river that quietly flows to the west
Listen to the natives, stay away from the Rio de Muerte
Because no one has ever returned from the River of Death
No one has ever returned from the River of Death

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