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BCowboys and Indians and G#mtrees he could climb F#Tomorrow came too fast but Bhe didn't mind BThe distance was short so G#mlight it again EIt don't take no time to gF#et where I Bam
EBut one paper kid wasn't Breally so mean Just a F#little bit scared and a lBittle bit green And he'dE heard of a F#place it where it was G#mlegal to Edream So he sBat with his coffee in a bG#mlue Texas wind And he Ewrote on a rock
The G#mone paper kid he's F#rollin' Bagain G#m E F# BDriver was drunk or G#mhe just didn't see The F#future is there it'llB happen to me BAnd all the time that he wasted was G#mhis once again EIt never takes too long to F#go where you've bBeen G#mBroken hearts scatered all oF#ver the past EOld bad memories tBrying to last G#mWhiskey and F#women and gErowing up fast
Fussing and loving and F#itching like grass Hell that Bone paper kid wasn't rG#meally so mean Just a lF#ittle bit weird cause tBimes were so lean Now he's Egone to a F#place where it's G#mlegal to Edream NoB camels no coffee noG#m cold morning winds EIt was wrote on a rock
The G#mone paper kid is F#rollin' Bagain. B G#m E F# TheG#m one paper kid is roF#llin' Bagain.