2 Come all you old time cowboys
And listen to my song
Please do not grow weary
I'll not detain you long
Concerning some wild cowboys
Who did agree to go
And spend the summer pleasant
On the trail of the buffalo.

Well I found myself in Griffin
In the spring of eighty-three
When a well known famous drover
Come a'walkin' up to me
Sayin "How do you do young fella
And how'd you like to go
And spend the summer pleasant
On the trail of the buffalo".

Well I being out of work right then
To that drover I did say
"Goin' out on the buffalo range
Depends upon the pay
But if you pay good wages,
Transportation to and fro
I think I might go with you
On the hunt of the Buffalo".

“Of course I pay good wages
And transportation too
If you'll agree to work for me
Until the season's through
But if you do get homesick
And you try and run away
You'll starve to death out on the trail
And you'll also lose your pay”

Well with all his flatterin' talkin'
He signed up quite a train
Some ten or twelve in number
Of able bodied men
The trip it was a pleasant one
As we hit the wsetward road
Until we crossed Old Buggy Creek
In old New Mexico

There our pleasures ended
And our troubles all begun
A lightnin' storm hit us
And made the cattle run
Got all full of stickers
From the cactus that did grow
And the outlaws watching to pick us off
In the hills of Mexico

Well our working season ended
And the drover would not pay
"If you hadn't drunk too much
You're all in debt to me".
But the cowboys never had heared
Such a thing of a bankrupt law
So we left that drover's bones to bleach
On the plains of the buffalo.

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