[Intro]
When I was just a young boy, my best friends used to be
Some cut-out paper cowboys , that my mother made for me.
Pasted on the ceiling, and the walls around my bed
And every night the West was won, again inside my head.
[Chorus]
With those ......Cardboard cowboys, riiiiidin through my mind
They were headin for the hills and hidin out .........riiiiidin up in the nick of. Time
[Verse]
We were at the little big horn the day that Custer fell
And even caught the late night show down at the alright OK corral
Shot buffalo with Carson, smoked a pipe with Geronimo
Fought along side Davey Crockett, at the Alamo
We rode West with the wagon train , and road East with Wild Bill
Charged with Sherman s calvalry and found gold in them....thar hills
One day we wore the grey coats, the next day we wore blue
One day we were Comanche, the next day we were Sioux
[Chorus]
With those.....Cardboard Cowboys, riiidin through my mind
They were headin for the hills and hidin out, riiiidin up in the nick of time
[Verse]
Rode shot gun on the stagecoach, and rustled cattle on the range
And then we would grow tired of it, and be pirates for a change
So Jesse James would set off sailin, cross the seven seas
For dreamins only dreamin and you dream just what you please
But now I m growin older and you know I m slowin down
No longer wear my spurs to bed, I don t take my guns to town
My nights no longer restless, no adventure left at all
Just cracks up on the ceiling, faded tape marks on the wall
But late at night I swear, I can almost hear the distant sound of hoofbeats
And they are poundin in my ear....it s those...
[Outro]
Cardboard cowboys riiiidin through my mind
They were headin for the hills and hidin out.....riiidin up in the nick of time
