In Cabo where the sun beats down,
Where waves crash in a rhythmic sound,
The Leones play with soul and might,
As day gives way to the starry night.

"Riders on the Storm" they sing,
With echoes that make spirits ring,
A storm of change, a wild ride,
As new souls join the ocean's tide.

From north they come, to southern sands,
From USA and Canada's lands,
Cabo San Locos, wild and free,
A melting pot beside the sea.

In "Roadhouse Blues," the band rocks on,
With melodies that last till dawn,
The old and new, they intertwine,
In music’s flow, they find their line.

So here’s to Cabo, vibrant, bold,
With stories new and tales of old,
A storm we ride, a blues we share,
In every note, in every air.