The Trail to Mexico (Cow Trail to Mexico) as sung by Jules Allen. But the transcription needs a check. Especially the first line in the 5th stanza. Thanks. R

I made up my mind in an early day
That I'd leave my gal that was too gay
I'd leave my native home alone for awhile
And travel out west for many a mile

'Twas in the year of '83
Old A.J. Stinson he hired me
And he said: Young fellow, I want you to go
And follow my herd down to Mexico

It was early in the year
When I hired out to drive them steers
I'll tell you boys, t'was a lonesome go
As the herd rolled on t'wards Mexico

When I arrived in Mexico
I want to see my girl, but I could not go
So I wrote a letter to my dear
But never a word for three years did I hear

Then I started back to my own's old home (?)
Inquired for that girl I adored
They said: Young fellow, she's wed a richer life
Therefore, cowboy, you can seek another wife

O, curse your gold and your silver too
And curse the girl that can't prove true
I'm going back to the Rio Grande
Gonna get another job with a cowboy band

She said: Buddy, oh, buddy, oh please don't go
And be forever away from home
There's lots of girl more true than I
Please don't go back where the bullets fly

Yes, I know a girl more true than you
But I know lots of women that can't prove true
I'm going back where the bullets fly
Gonna live on the cow trail 'til I die