Eye to Events

By i2events

Somehow Indians

♫ ♪ ♫ Somehow Indians got into our front room
Our cowboy grabbed for his gun and went boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Slam went the screen door, smash went the mirror, looks like I'll soon be gray
But he smiles and what's the difference and maybe some Mother's Day
I'll remember when his rocking horse ran away ♫ ♫ ♫

Comments
Sign in or get an account to comment.