Back When We Was Kids

Well I grew up in the shadow of the Rockies in the grand old West yes sir I did And dammed if we didn't have us a bunch of fun back when we was kids Yea there was manure on our britches snuff pouchin' out our lip And hat's so big you can almost tell who's under it Yea we all had horses it was always a race It was real important who got there first We sneak along some of the old man's whisky just to quench our little thirst Yeah we looked like a bunch of hon yaks but we could ride like Casy Tibbs And we still had to learn how far we could go before we learned when to quit Yea we scratched where it itches and clowned around There wasn't nobody who could kick our hound Just throwin' knives and shootin' guns generally have in a bunch of fun Well the mommas all thought we were angels and hell we let 'em go right ahead But the old man had a hew more savvy in him And a feller had to be careful around him Yea wars were fought on contact and the wild seeds were sown And we always spent our money like we found it in the road Well one thing lead to another and before we knowned it it was gone But I'll give you a hundred dollars just to have some more of them goings on Cause we looked like a bunch... Yea it's a lot of fun learning how far you can go It's kinda hard learning when to quit but I'll bet you already know