OUT IN NEW MEXICO
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It was in the town of Griffin, 
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In the year was Eighty three
It was there an old cow puncher, 
Stepped up and said to me
How do you do young fellow 
And how would you like to go
And spend a pleasant summer, 
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Out in New Mexico?
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I’ll furnish you good wages, 
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Your transportation too
If you will but go with me, 
One summer season through
But if you should get homesick 
And back to Griffin go
I’ll furnish you no horses 
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From the hills of Mexico
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Well we left the town of Griffin
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In the merry month of May
When everything seemed lovely 
And everything seemed gay
With saddles on our horses,
Marching over we did go
Until we reached Old Boggy 
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Out in New Mexico
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It was there our pleasures ended 
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And our troubles they began
The first hail storm fell on us, 
How those cattle how they ran
Through all kinds of thorns and thistles, 
The cowboys had to go
While the Indians watched upon us, 
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Out in New Mexico
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And when the drive was over, 
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The riders 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
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To the God forsaken country, 

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They call New Mexico