Lyr. Add: TRAIL TO MEXICO (sung by Jules Verne Allen)
1. I made up my mind in an early day That I'd leave my gal she was too gay. That I'd leave my home and roam for a while, And travel out West for many a mile. 2. It was in the year of eighty-three That A. J. Stinson hired me. He says, "Young fellow I want you to go And follow my herd down to Mexico." 3. Oh, it was early in the year When I hired out to drive them steers, I'll tell you boys 'twas a lonesome go As our herd rolled on to Mexico. 4. When I arrived in Mexico I wanted to see my gal but I could not go; So I wrote a letter to my dear, But never a word for three years did I hear. 5. I started back to my haunts of old I inquired for that gal I adored They said "Young fella she's wed a richer life, Therefore cowboy you can seek another wife." 6. Oh, curse your gold and your silver too, And curse the gal that can't prove true; I'm goin' back where the bullets fly, I'll stay on the cowtrail till I die. 7. She said, "Buddie, O Buddie, please don't go, And be forever away from home. There's lots of girls more true than I, Please don't go back where the bullets fly." 8. Yes I know a girl more true than you, And I know lots of women who can't prove true So I'm going back to the Rio Grande And get another job with a cowboy band.
With musical score, 4/4#, pp. 72-73, Jules Verne Allen, 1935, "Cowboy Lore," The Naylor Company, San Antonio, Texas.
Some of the history of the song is given in thread 61371: Trail to Mexico