When we were little
We didn't have many toys
I wanted to play with my brother
So we palyed with his toys
He had some tiny little cowboys
Riding on their horses
And some indians as well
So we played Cowboys and Itchy-Bums
I don't know why we called them that but
I got used to it and it kind of stuck!
We'd make big country sides
Come alive in our minds
With rides in between great canyons
With wars and battles too
The rocks and sand were battle grounds
We made all the noises
We made all the sounds
As those little tiny cowboys
Fought off those Indians and
We played among the dirt and rocks!
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