Chris Ledoux - Back When We Was Kids

Chris Ledoux

Back When We Was Kids

Well I grew up in the shadow of the Rockies in the
grand old West yes sir I did

And dammed if we didn't have us a bunch of fun back when we was kids

Yea there was manure on our britches snuff pouchin' out our lip

And hat's so big you can almost tell who's under it

Yea we all had horses it was always a race

It was real important who got there first

We sneak along some of the old man's whisky just to
quench our little thirst

Yeah we looked like a bunch of hon yaks but we could ride like Casy Tibbs

And we still had to learn how far we could go before
we learned when to quit

Yea we scratched where it itches and clowned around

There wasn't nobody who could kick our hound

Just throwin' knives and shootin' guns generally have in a bunch of fun

Well the mommas all thought we were angels and hell
we let 'em go right ahead

But the old man had a hew more savvy in him

And a feller had to be careful around him

Yea wars were fought on contact and the wild seeds were sown

And we always spent our money like we found it in the road

Well one thing lead to another and before we knowned it it was gone

But I'll give you a hundred dollars just to have some
more of them goings on

Cause we looked like a bunch...

Yea it's a lot of fun learning how far you can go

It's kinda hard learning when to quit but I'll bet you already know

Mirror lyrics:

It's kinda hard learning when to quit but I'll bet you already know

Yea it's a lot of fun learning how far you can go

Cause we looked like a bunch...

more of them goings on
But I'll give you a hundred dollars just to have some

Well one thing lead to another and before we knowned it it was gone

And we always spent our money like we found it in the road

Yea wars were fought on contact and the wild seeds were sown

And a feller had to be careful around him

But the old man had a hew more savvy in him

we let 'em go right ahead
Well the mommas all thought we were angels and hell

Just throwin' knives and shootin' guns generally have in a bunch of fun

There wasn't nobody who could kick our hound

Yea we scratched where it itches and clowned around

we learned when to quit
And we still had to learn how far we could go before

Yeah we looked like a bunch of hon yaks but we could ride like Casy Tibbs

quench our little thirst
We sneak along some of the old man's whisky just to

It was real important who got there first

Yea we all had horses it was always a race

And hat's so big you can almost tell who's under it

Yea there was manure on our britches snuff pouchin' out our lip

And dammed if we didn't have us a bunch of fun back when we was kids

grand old West yes sir I did
Well I grew up in the shadow of the Rockies in the

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