Lyrics:

Hello, everybody. It’s TV-Time! Off we go.



I’ve got a holster for my gun.

Silver spurs on my boots.

I’ll be ready when they come.

God help the first one that shoots!

I guess I’ll never change...

‘Cause I was born on the range.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.

Heyup!



I won’t make Custer’s mistake;

He didn’t finish all his beans.

Sometimes I get the shakes.

Wish I was back in New Orleans!

I guess I’ll never change...

‘Cause I was born on the range.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.



Hands up! Golly!



Howdy, pardner.



I guess I’ll never change...

‘Cause I was born on the range.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.

Oh, no. We don’t stand a chance!

This could be my last stand:

War paint and colors everywhere.

Aw, shucks! My Winny just did jam!

No Redskin’s gonna trim my hair!

I guess I’ll never change...

‘Cause I was born on the range.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.

Now tell them the true story - Cowboys and Indians.

How the west was really won. Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.

Cowboys and Indians.