The Hills of Mexico

[Intro]

'Twas in the town of Griffin

In the year of '65

A well known famous drover

[Verse 1]

'Twas in the town of Griffin

In the year of '65

A well-known, famous drover

Stepped up to me and talked

Sayin' "How do you do, young cowboy?"

And "How'd you like to go

Spend the summer pleasantly

In the hills of Mexico?"

[Verse 2]

Well, me being out of work right then

To this drover I did say

"Well, this goin' out on the buffalo range

Depends on your pay

But if you pay good wages

Transportation to and fro

I think I might go with you

To the hills of Mexico"

[Verse 3]

Well, we crossed the Latin river, boys

Our troubles they begun

Lightning flashеd like hellfire

And madе the cattle run

I tread towards the hiding place

There is hot as snow

Comanches waiting to pick us off

On the hills of Mexico

[Outro]

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