Me and Bill there we both coma from Georgia
Met Hank out in New Mexico
We're bound for Duranqo to join Pancho Villa
We hear that he's payin' in gold

I guess a man got to do what he's best at
Ain't found nothin' better so far
Been called mercenaries and men with no covntry
Just soldiers in search of a war

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And we're bound for the border
We're soldiers of fortune
And we'II figth for no country but we'll die for good pay
Under the flag of of the green back dollar
Or the peso down Mexico way

When this war is over might go back to Gorgia
And settle down quiet some where
I'II most likely pack up and head south for Chile
Heard tell there's some trouble down the