Cowboys And Indians Lyrics by M

Cowboys And Indians

Hello, everybody. Its TV-Time! Off we go.

Ive got a holster for my gun.
Silver spurs on my boots.
Ill be ready when they come.
God help the first one that shoots!
I guess Ill never change...
Cause I was born on the range.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.
Heyup!

I wont make Custers mistake;
He didnt finish all his beans.
Sometimes I get the shakes.
Wish I was back in New Orleans!
I guess Ill never change...
Cause I was born on the range.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.

Hands up! Golly!

Howdy, pardner.

I guess Ill never change...
Cause I was born on the range.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.
Oh, no. We dont stand a chance!
This could be my last stand:
War paint and colors everywhere.
Aw, shucks! My Winny just did jam!
No Redskins gonna trim my hair!
I guess Ill never change...
Cause I was born on the range.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.
Now tell them the true story -Cowboys and Indians.
How the west was really won.Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.
Cowboys and Indians.