Heros

Heros - Fats Johnson

The cow boy was my Lord

By the time that I was nine

The low rain the tunnel

But it just every time

Jane now he plays his guitar

May those bad guys run

Sister getting tougher

Make it look like so much fun

When hobby with the six guns

The bad guys took the play

And you know the new goods never know

To back town for the fight

Wax blue to correct his whipper

In a way that he never feel

I can still hear roar and this

Sing down that happy trees

Yeah high loud heroes

I can night him for the three

In the housed and they roll down

And hold let more to leave

There was trip her

Talk her and champagne

The eyebrow and go to

See this guy butter milk

They all did very best

For me and you

Add heroes had some sad kicks

That help to win the west

Swim pigs and wide brand

We're among the very best

There was get the hays

Opposite night

When it's all begin

And I wish that I could see

That mushroom back in the settle again

There was trip her

Talk her champagne

The eyebrow I'll go to

See this guy butter milk

They all did very best

For me and you

I'll be treat through you

Treat through you