It seems like only yesterday that we rode the range together The prairie skies and tumbleweeds just as far as we could see Then, you grew up and drifted on, but I know that you remember When you were a saddle pal to Hoppy, Gene and Me
Freckle faced and skinned up knees You helped us trap the bad guys With a five cent bag of popcorn And a cap gun by your side
You know, time has a way of changin' things Soon, there was your first love You thought it would last forever But when she left, you cried
But Hoppy, Gene and Me We taught you how to shoot straight And a cowboy's never cryin' That's how it had to be
Yes, stories from the silver screen Now most of them forgotten Double feature Saturdays With Hoppy, Gene and Me
At last you found your real true love And now you look so happy Is that your little cowpoke, You're bouncin' on your knee
Well the prairie sky is just as blue And life's like a rainbow Just like you, he'll be a saddle pal To Hoppy, Gene and Me
Hoppy, Gene and Me We taught you how to shoot straight You were going to be a cowboy That's how it had to be
Your stories from the silver screen Now most of them forgotten Double feature Saturday's With Hoppy, Gene and Me
(Yodel to end)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
