Ricky Skaggs – Hills Of Mexico (Guitar)

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When I's in old Fort Worth in eighteen and eighty-three

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This old Mexican Cowboy come stepin' up to me

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Sayin' how are you, young fella, how would you like to go

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And spend another season 'neath them hills of Mexico?

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Well, I had no employment and back to him did say

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It's accordin' to your wages, it's accordin' to your pay

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Said I'd pay to you good wages and often, too, you know

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If you'll spend another season 'neath the hills of Mexico

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Now with all this Flatterin' talkin' he signed up quite a train

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Some ten or twelve in number, all able bodied men

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And our trip it was pleasant as we hit the western road

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Till we crossed the old Peace River to those hills of Mexico

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It was there our pleasures ended and our troubles all begun

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Was a lightening storm that hit us and made the cattle run

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And we all got full of stickers from the cactus that did grow

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And the outlaws there did rob us 'neath those hills of Mexico

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Now the round-up's over and that cowboy would not pay,

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He said we'd been so extravagant that we's in his debt that day.

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But we showed him about the punchers, that bankrupt would not go,

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So we left that feller's bones to bleach in the hills of Mexico

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Well, they sent along that old steamboat and back to home did go

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How those bells started ringing, them whistles they did blow

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Going back to friends and loves ones and I'll tell them not to go

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To that God-forsaken country 'neath them hills of Mexico