"Hills Of Mexico" lyrics

Lord, when I was in old Fort Worth in eighteen and eighty-three
Some old Mexican cowboy came steppin' up to me
Said, "Oh how do you do young fella, how would you love to go
And to spend the seasons workin' in them hills of Mexico"

"Well, haven't no employment", back to him I did say
"Tis' according to your wages, tis' according to your pay"
Said "I'll pay you good wages. On a steamboat, you will go
And you'll spend the season workin' in them hills of Mexico"

Well along came that old steamboat and back home I did go
How the bells started ringin', how the whistles they did blow
Go on back to friends and loved ones and tell them not to go
To that godforsaken country in them hills of Mexico
To that godforsaken country in them hills of Mexico