I was Gene Autry,

and Jerry was The Kid,

we chased the train robbers

cause we knew what they did.

They fell dead in their tracks,

though they gave a good fight,

for our aim was sure,

and our hats

and our horses

were white.



We never chewed the fat

'bout wrong or right,

'cause good was good

and evil was awful,

the baduns wore black

and the gooduns wore white

and that was that.



But on the ride from then to now-

along lifes trail

from the grace of conviction

to the hell of confusion,

we met and rode for a spell,

with some hombres in red hats

riding on green cows.

04/11/2003

Posted on 04/12/2003
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