Looking back to when I was a kid All I wanted was to be a cowboy A city cowboy Wore a hat and had two silver guns And Id get a friend to be the Indian He never would win Him and me, fought a battle Chased each other through the alley Super me, winning battles Was my manifest destiny Then somewhere I had a change of ways Decided I would rather be an Indian Me and my friend Super me, winning battles Then I got a sense of history Looking back, its no surprise to find Lots of people kept on playing cowboys Killing Indians
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