<p class="tit-song">THE TRAIL TO MEXICO <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page132" name="page132"></SPAN>(p. 132)</span></p>
<p>I made up my mind to change my way<br/>
And quit my crowd that was so gay,<br/>
To leave my native home for a while<br/>
And to travel west for many a mile.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>'Twas all in the merry month of May<br/>
When I started for Texas far away,<br/>
I left my darling girl behind,—<br/>
She said her heart was only mine.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>Oh, it was when I embraced her in my arms<br/>
I thought she had ten thousand charms;<br/>
Her caresses were soft, her kisses were sweet,<br/>
Saying, "We will get married next time we meet."</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>It was in the year of eighty-three<br/>
That A.J. Stinson hired me.<br/>
He says, "Young fellow, I want you to go<br/>
And drive this herd to Mexico."</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>The <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page133" name="page133"></SPAN>(p. 133)</span> first horse they gave me was an old black<br/>
With two big set-fasts on his back;<br/>
I padded him with gunny-sacks and my bedding all;<br/>
He went up, then down, and I got a fall.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>The next they gave me was an old gray,<br/>
I'll remember him till my dying day.<br/>
And if I had to swear to the fact,<br/>
I believe he was worse off than the black.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>Oh, it was early in the year<br/>
When I went on trail to drive the steer.<br/>
I stood my guard through sleet and snow<br/>
While on the trail to Mexico.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>Oh, it was a long and lonesome go<br/>
As our herd rolled on to Mexico;<br/>
With laughter light and the cowboy's song<br/>
To Mexico we rolled along.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>When I arrived in Mexico<br/>
I wanted to see my love but could not go;<br/>
So <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page134" name="page134"></SPAN>(p. 134)</span> I wrote a letter, a letter to my dear,<br/>
But not a word from her could I hear.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>When I arrived at the once loved home<br/>
I called for the darling of my own;<br/>
They said she had married a richer life,<br/>
Therefore, wild cowboy, seek another wife.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>Oh, the girl she is married I do adore,<br/>
And I cannot stay at home any more;<br/>
I'll cut my way to a foreign land<br/>
Or I'll go back west to my cowboy band.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>I'll go back to the Western land,<br/>
I'll hunt up my old cowboy band,—<br/>
Where the girls are few and the boys are true<br/>
And a false-hearted love I never knew.</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>"O Buddie, O Buddie, please stay at home,<br/>
Don't be forever on the roam.<br/>
There is many a girl more true than I,<br/>
So pray don't go where the bullets fly."</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
<p>"It's <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page135" name="page135"></SPAN>(p. 135)</span> curse your gold and your silver too,<br/>
God pity a girl that won't prove true;<br/>
I'll travel West where the bullets fly,<br/>
I'll stay on the trail till the day I die."</p>
<p>Whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo-a-whoo.</p>
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