buffalo skinners

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 range of the buffalo, well i found myself in griffin, in eighteen eighty three, when a man by the name of crego, came walking up to me, he said, "how do you do, young fellow, and how'd you like to go, and spend the summer pleasant, on the range of the buffalo, well of course i pay good wages, i pay transportation too, if you will agree to work for me, until the season's through, but if you do get homesick, and you try to run away, you'll starve to death, out on the trail and also lose your pay, all his flattering talking, we signed up quite a train, of ten or twelve in number, of able bodied men, and the trip it was a pleasant one, through all new mexico, until we crossed pease river, on the range of the buffalo, it was there our pleasures ended, and our troubles all began, a lightening storm came on us, and made the cattle run, we got full of the stickers, on the cactus that did grow, and the outlaws came to pick us off, in the hills of mexico, yeah the hills of mexico, well, our working season ended, and the drover would not pay, he said you lost your money boy, you're all in debt to me, but the cowboys never put much stock, on a thing like bankrupt law, so we left the bastard's bones to bleach, on the range of the buffalo