[Intro]
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When I was just a young boy, my best friends used to be
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Some cut-out paper cowboys , that my mother made for me.
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Pasted on the ceiling, and the walls around my bed
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And every night the West was won, again inside my head.
[Chorus]
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With those ......Cardboard cowboys, riiiiidin through my mind
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They were headin for the hills and hidin out .........riiiiidin up in the nick of. Time
[Verse]
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We were at the little big horn the day that Custer fell
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And even caught the late night show down at the alright OK corral
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Shot buffalo with Carson, smoked a pipe with Geronimo
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Fought along side Davey Crockett, at the Alamo
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We rode West with the wagon train , and road East with Wild Bill
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Charged with Sherman's calvalry and found gold in them....thar hills
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One day we wore the grey coats, the next day we wore blue
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One day we were Comanche, the next day we were Sioux
[Chorus]
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With those.....Cardboard Cowboys, riiidin through my mind
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They were headin for the hills and hidin out, riiiidin up in the nick of time
[Verse]
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Rode shot gun on the stagecoach, and rustled cattle on the range
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And then we would grow tired of it, and be pirates for a change
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So Jesse James would set off sailin, cross the seven seas
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For dreamins only dreamin and you dream just what you please
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But now I'm growin older and you know I'm slowin down
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No longer wear my spurs to bed, I don't take my guns to town
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My nights no longer restless, no adventure left at all
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Just cracks up on the ceiling, faded tape marks on the wall
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But late at night I swear, I can almost hear the distant sound of hoofbeats
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And they are poundin in my ear....it's those...
[Outro]
G F G
Cardboard cowboys riiiidin through my mind
G F
They were headin for the hills and hidin out.....riiidin up in the nick of time
G D
When I was just a young boy, my best friends used to be
C D
Some cut-out paper cowboys , that my mother made for me.
G D
Pasted on the ceiling, and the walls around my bed
C D
And every night the West was won, again inside my head.
[Chorus]
G F G
With those ......Cardboard cowboys, riiiiidin through my mind
G F
They were headin for the hills and hidin out .........riiiiidin up in the nick of. Time
[Verse]
G D
We were at the little big horn the day that Custer fell
C D
And even caught the late night show down at the alright OK corral
G D
Shot buffalo with Carson, smoked a pipe with Geronimo
C D
Fought along side Davey Crockett, at the Alamo
G D
We rode West with the wagon train , and road East with Wild Bill
C D
Charged with Sherman's calvalry and found gold in them....thar hills
G D
One day we wore the grey coats, the next day we wore blue
C D
One day we were Comanche, the next day we were Sioux
[Chorus]
G F G
With those.....Cardboard Cowboys, riiidin through my mind
G F
They were headin for the hills and hidin out, riiiidin up in the nick of time
[Verse]
G D
Rode shot gun on the stagecoach, and rustled cattle on the range
C D
And then we would grow tired of it, and be pirates for a change
G D
So Jesse James would set off sailin, cross the seven seas
C D
For dreamins only dreamin and you dream just what you please
G D
But now I'm growin older and you know I'm slowin down
C D
No longer wear my spurs to bed, I don't take my guns to town
G D
My nights no longer restless, no adventure left at all
C D
Just cracks up on the ceiling, faded tape marks on the wall
G D
But late at night I swear, I can almost hear the distant sound of hoofbeats
C D
And they are poundin in my ear....it's those...
[Outro]
G F G
Cardboard cowboys riiiidin through my mind
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They were headin for the hills and hidin out.....riiidin up in the nick of time
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