Текст песни: Out In New Mexico + перевод

It was in the town of Griffin in the year of '83

It was there an old cow-puncher stepped up and says to me

How do you do, young fellow and how would you like to go

And spend a pleasant summer out in New Mexico?

I’ll furnish you good wages, your transportation too

If you will but go with me one summer season’s through

But if you grow homesick and back to Griffin go

I’ll furnish you no horses from the hills of Mexico

Well, we left the town of Griffin in the merry month of May

When ev’rything seemed lovely and ev’rything seemed gay

With saddles on our horses, marching onward we did go

Until we reached Old Boggy out in New Mexico

It was there our pleasures ended and our troubles they began

Oh, the first hailstorm came on us, oh how those cattle ran

Through all kinds of thorns and thistles this cowboys had to go

While the Indians watched upon us out in New Mexico

And when the drive was over the rider would not pay

To all you good-lookin' people this much I have to say

Go back to your friends and loved ones, tell others not to go

To the God-forsaken country they call New Mexico

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