New Mexico

<p>[Verse]<br/>It was in the town of Griffin, the year was eighty three<br/>It was there an old cow puncher, stepped up and said to me<br/>How do you do young fellow and how would you like to go<br/>And spend a pleasant summer, out in New Mexico<br/>I&#x27;ll furnish you good wages, your transportation too<br/>If you will but go with me, one summer season through<br/>But if you should get homesick and back to Griffin go<br/>Then I&#x27;ll furnish you no horses from the hills of Mexico<br/>We left the town of Griffin in the merry month of May<br/>When all the world was lovely and everything was gay<br/>With saddles on our horses, marching over we did go<br/>Until we reached the logging out in New Mexico<br/>It was there our pleasures ended and our troubles they began<br/>The first hail storm fell on us, those cattle how they ran<br/>Through all the thorns and thistles, us cowboys had to go<br/>While the Indians watched upon us, out in New Mexico<br/>Well, when the drive was over, the riders would not pay<br/>To all you happy people, this much I have to say<br/>Go back to your friends and loved ones, tell others not to go<br/>To the God forsaken country, they call New Mexico