A E A It was in the town of Griffin, the year was '83D A It was there an old cow-puncher stepped up and said to meD A How do you do young fellow and how would you like to goE A And spend a pleasant summer out in New Mexico [Verse 2]E A I'll furnish you good wages your transportation tooD A If you will but go with me one summer season's throughD A But if you should get homesick and back to Griffin goE A Then I'll furnish you no horses from the hills of Mexico [Verse 3]E A We left the town of Griffin in the merry month of MayD A When all the world was lovely and everything was gayD A With saddles on our horses marching onward we did goE A Until we reached Old Boggy out in New Mexico [Verse 4]E A It was there our pleasures ended and our troubles they beganD A The first hailstorm fell on us, those cattle how they ranD A Through all the thorns and thistles the cowboys had to goE A While the Indians watched upon us out in New Mexico [Verse 5]E A And when the drive was over the rider would not payD A To all you happy people this much I have to sayD A Go back to your friends and loved ones tell others not to goE A To the God-forsaken country they call New Mexico
New Mexico
Johnny Crash
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