Thanks to Jim Kroll at the Denver Public Library, Western History section, I now have the published lyrics of "Old Dolores," by James Grafton Rogers, which he published after retirement many years after its composition. There are three verses, with an additional one by George A. H. Fraser, inserted between two and three.

Lyr. Add: OLD DOLORES
James Grafton Rogers (and George A. H. Fraser)
Air: "The Foggy, Foggy Dew," with variations.

In the country down below
Where the little piñons grow,
And it's nearly allus half a day to water,
There us't to stand a town,
Where a crick come tumbling down,
From a mesa where she surely hadn't ought'a.
Her streets were bright with candlelight,
The whole town joined the chorus,
And every man in sight
Let his cattle drift all night
Just to mosey to the town of Old Dolores.

Then things just kind of spin
'Till the sun comes up agin,
Like the back of some old prairie wagon,
And would show you dim and red
Maybe half a hundred head
Of our saddle ponies standing
Reins a-draggin',
The red mud walls,
The water falls,
The whole wide world before us.
But the 'dobe walls are gone
And the goat bells in the dawn
Ain't a jingling in the streets of Old Dolores.

(Additional Verse by George A. H. Fraser)
And the strings of peppers hung
On the house-fronts in the sun,
Blazin' red as some young puncher's bandana,
And the scented smoke that came
From the piñon wood aflame
Smelt like incense to Our Lady of Mañana;
The scarlet lips, the clickin' chips!
The drinks Ramon poured for us!
But the friendly lights are dark,
And the coyote's lonesome bark
Is the only music now in Old Dolores.

The greaser girls that fool
On the Plaza- in the cool,
There was one, I us't to meet her by a willow,
But I guess most any girl
Gives a feller's head a whirl
When the sames been using saddles fer a piller.
The wide-eyed stars,
The long segars,
The smiles that waited for us.
And if there's any little well
Down inside the Gates of Hell,
Why I know the boys have named it
Old Dolores.

Published in "A Golden Treasury," University Club of Denver, 1973, pp. 30-31. Mr. Rogers was a long-time member of the University Club.