A    D    E    A
gene and roy would sing a song and save the farmer’s daughter
shoot and hunt and rope and ride and lead the whores to water
champion could tie a knot and gail, she was a honey
and in between the campfire songs, gabby kept things funny
D   E   A   A
in the good old days when a man could ride a horse
and the women knew to pose and cook the dinner
D  E  A  D
when everybody knew that justice would prevail
D  E  A  A
and the guy in the white hat would be the winner

me and del would spend the day in the front row at the movies
dreaming bout those 45s and annie oakley’s boobies
bouncing cross the open plain breaking through the thistle
we’d eat our five cent junior mints a polishing our pistols

in the good old days when folks knew right from wrong
and they always knew why they were fighting
we could cheer the while way through as long as guns were blazing
cuz we just want to watch the women riding

D  A
durango kid’s my favorite gun
E  A
gail evens is my a plus hussy
D  A
and gene and roy were campfire gods
E  D  A
but hopalong cassidy’s a pussy
hopalong cassidy’s a pussy

see hoppy couldn’t even ride, they tied him on with string
and he was short and couldn’t shoot, he couldn’t even sing
and it’s okay to save the day without an old guitar
but every time we saw him ride we wished he had a car

in the good old days when cowboys ruled the west
and banks and politicians helped the people
lash’s whip and bat’s black cane helped to keep the peace
and people knew the truth about good and evil

F#m  E  D  A
i used to think an indian was something just for killing
now i know they made them bad because they needed villains
and cisco kid and blazing saddles helped me see the truth
D  D  E  E
heroes are whoever fights with nothing left to lose

in the good old days when folks were black and white
and reds and mixes smiled an played the patsies
nobody even knew that mussolini worked for england
or that ford and hearst were helping out the nazis

durango kid’s my favorite gun
gail evens is my a plus hussy
and gene and roy were campfire gods
but haloing cassidy’s a pussy
haloing cassidy’s a pussy