....in the 1970s when I studied in the University of Arizona's Animal Pathology Department in Tucson. In those days, Doc Pickrell lived in Nogales and practiced on both sides of the border. Every Thursday, he came through our laboratory door carrying a stinking carcass or tissue sample, singing his favorite borderland ditty: My name is Poncho, I work on a rancho, I make one dollar a day. I go to see Suzy, She is a doozy, and She take my dollar away. From Cowboy is a Verb: Notes from a Modern-day Rancher by Richard Collins, 2019. See here: https://www.google.com/books/edition/Cowboy_is_a_Verb/DJy4DwAAQBAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=dollars%20a%20day%20I%20go%20%20to%20see%20Suzy&pg=PT98&printsec=frontcover
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