Me and bill there we both come from georgia
Met hank out in new mexico
Were bound for duranqo to join pancho villa
We hear that hes payin in gold
I guess a mans got to do what hes best at
Aint found nothin better so far
Been called mercenaries and men with no country
Just soldiers in search of a war
Chorus
And were bound for the border
Were soldiers of fortune
And well fight for no country but well die for good pay
Under the flag of of the greenback dollar
Or the peso down mexico way
When this war is over might go back to georgia
And settle down quiet some where
Ill most likely pack up and head south for chile
Heard tell theres some trouble down there