Sob Story

[Intro]
Here we go!

[Verse 1]
Son of my, son of my, son of my
Son of my, son, son's a
Son of a gun

Way out west, way out west
Way, way out west
Talk about where the Indian play

Woah

[Verse 2]
Dancing in the sun
Dance, dancing in the sun
Dance, dancing in the sun
Dance, dance in the sun

[?] of the past

[Chorus]
Feeling like a [?] with my [?]
I cannot say

[Verse 3]
Son of my, son of my, son of my
Son of my, son, son's a
Son of a gun

Eating pork and beans
With the Indian braves
Pork, toss, like the Indian say

[Verse 4]
Beating on the drum
Beat, beating on the drum
Beat, beat the drum
B-b-b-b-b-b-beat

Living with the Indian brave
In a natural way
Hey, the Indian are brave

[Chorus]
Feeling like a [?] with my [?]
I cannot say

[Verse 5]
Cowboy a boy
Boy a cowgirl
Girl a cowboy
Boy a c-c-cowboy

Boy

I say this is the way that the Wеst is won
Everything's so drunk
Drunk

[Verse 6]
Listen cowboy pistol, cows lick hair
Cows can't lick you for the hands in thе air
Air, air, up in the air

Son, son, son of a gun
Oh, come home where we all love you, son
Son, son, that's why you never come home
He goes on with a sob story