Luyện nghe bài hát New Mexico

Twas in the of Griffin, the year was Eighty three
It was there an old cow puncher, up and said to me
How do you do young fellow and how you like to go
And spend a pleasant summer, out in New

Ill furnish you good wages, your too
If you will but go me, one summer season through
But if you get homesick and back to Griffin go
Then Ill furnish you no horses from the hills of

We left the of Griffin in the merry month of May
all the world was lovely and everything was gay
With on our horses, marching over we did go
we reached the logging out in New Mexico

It was there our pleasures and our troubles they began
The first hail storm fell on us, those cattle how ran
Through all the and thistles, us cowboys had to go
the Indians watched upon us, out in New Mexico

Well, when the drive was over, the riders not pay
To all you happy people, this much I to say
Go back to your and loved ones, tell others not to go
To the God forsaken country, they New Mexico