Retablo
A retablo in Mexican folk art (also lámina) is a devotional painting, especially a small popular or folk art one using iconography derived from traditional Catholic church art. In Spain and other Spanish speaking countries and the Philippines the word is used in a different, though related sense: a retablo is equivalent to reredos in English or retable in French: a painting, sculpture or combination of the two, rising behind the altar of a church. The Latin etymology of this Spanish word means "board behind".
Retablos of the Late Middle Ages and Renaissance in Spain grew extremely large and elaborate, typically using carved and gilded wood, and rising as high as 40 feet or more. They were typically made to express gratitude towards the Virgin Mary for saving a person or a loved one from a nearly fatal event. The tradition of making them was taken to the new Spanish Empire in America. There, by the late 18th century at least, the word became used for much smaller popular religious paintings, both conventional devotional images and ex-votos (paintings giving thanks for protection through a specific episode).
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Rita Ballou
by: John DenverNow she could dance that slow Uvalde shuffle to some cowboy hustle
How she makes them trophy buckles shine,shine,shine
Wild-eyed and Mexican silvered, trickin'dumb ol' cousin Willard
Into thinkin' that he's got her this time
Chorus:
Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou
Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you
She's a rawhide rope and velvet mixture walkin' talkin' Texas texture
High timin' barroom fixture kind of a girl
She's the queen of cowboys look at ol' Willard grinnin' now, boys
You'd a-thought there's less fools in this world
Chorus:
Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou
Ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you
Good luck, Willard, and here's to ya
Here's to Rita and I hope she'll do ya
right all night
Lord, I wish I was the fool in your shoes
Chorus
Hill country honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin' barrel ridin' Rita Ballou