Broke Down Trucks - Cowboys and Indians

Daddy's hat is almost worn in
Johnny's band is gonna begin
It doesn't make much sense
Now I might get shot playing Cowboys and Indians
Tongue-tied on what your Grampa did
Your sister's gonna disappear
How long will we pretend
Now her husbands gone and he ain't comin' back again
You don't have to see it and you're gonna know
You don't have to bleed to make the wound show
You just need to feel and you're gonna know
That you're mine
Baby all the time
Mom and Dad would never split
Everything was for them kids
It's all become such a mess
And if that's so wrong then there might be an incident
Arrows fly and bullets whiz
Make amends for what you did
It's time that we protest
Now you might get scalped playing Cowboys and Indians
You don't have to see it and you're gonna know
You don't have to bleed to make the wound show
You don't have to weed to make a garden grow
Yeah you're mine
Baby all the time
This land is mine
'Til the end of time
Daddy's hat is almost worn in
Johnny's band is gonna begin
Too drunk to make much sense
Now we might get shot playing Cowboys and Indians

Written by:
Christopher Howse, Jamie Leathem

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