Letras
With saddle horse and covered wagon in a never-ending line
Headin' west to find that Holy Grail
For every mile of plains and mountains one more shallow grave
And a dream or two scattered on the trail
The red man stared in wonder as they crossed his sacred ground
Stumblin' on in ignorance and fear
He must have wished in the heat of battle as he drew his trusty bow
Like the buffalo we'd somehow disappear
Cowboys and Indians
I used to play that game
Sometimes I was Randolph Scott
And sometimes Jesse James
But no one ever told me
No they never quite explained
That cowboys and Indians
Was more than just a game
No one ever told me
No they never quite explained
That cowboys and Indians
Was more than just a game
Cowboys and Indians
Was more than just a game