Story Behind The Song

Written to celebrate my boyhood in Dublin, Ireland. All we played - and all we ever wanted to be - was Cowboys and Indians.

Song Description

A song celebrating the joy of children's imagination at play.

Lyrics

COWBOYS & INDIANS
© 2013 Lyrics & Music by Bob Bentley

Verse One:
Growing up as a young boy his life could be tough
But just being a cowboy was always enough
He carried a sixgun, and he never felt strange
An imaginary horse on a make believe range

Chorus:
Hey Mr Cowboy, so quick on the draw
The finest gunslinger your street ever saw
Amigos around you, some young as eight
The Cowboys and Indians of the Springfield Estate

Verse Two:
Each Saturday morning he breathed every scene
As he sat in the movies eyes glued to the screen
He lived every moment, in the flickering light
And he hoped he would dream of his heroes at night

Bridge:
High Noons and bar rooms and men hard as nails
Wagon trains rolling down old dusty trails
Tumbleweed blown through the streets of some town
Shane riding out with the sun going down

Chorus:
Hey Mr Cowboy, so quick on the draw
The finest gunslinger your street ever saw
Fighting the bad men, not knowing your fate
The Cowboys and Indians of the Springfield Estate

Verse Three:
Though the years have gone by, as he sits in the shade
He recalls very clearly the games that they played
They rode through the school yards, they rode through the park
Through the badlands and the prairies, until it grew dark

Chorus:
So Mr Cowboy, you can hang up your gun
Relax on the front porch your work is all done
The frontier is safe now, your legend is great
Amongst the Cowboys and Indians
The Cowboys and Indians
The Cowboys and Indians of the Springfield Estate



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