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



CHORUS

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 there