Текст песни The Hills Of Mexico

’Twas in the town of griffin In the year of sixty-five A well known famous drover... ’Twas in the town of griffin In the year of sixty-five 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" Well, me being out of work right then To this drover I did say "Well, this going 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" Well, we crossed the river, boys Our troubles they begun Lightening, flashlight, hell-fire Had made the cattle run I tread towards the hiding place Comanches waiting to pick us off On the hills of mexico