Cowboys Pirates Musketeers

	  		




Toetoetoetoetoe   
F  G  Am        G       C 
F  G  Am        G 


C                       G        
In the summers of our innocence 
   Am                   Em 
We rode our skateboards hopped the fence 
F                  G               C 
Fishing poles and earth worms in a tin 
C                         G 
We were flying kites and skipping stones 
Am        Em 
Playing Indiana Jones 
     F                    G                  C 
With scraped up arms and knees and sunburnt skin 
C                      G 
We built a tree house we were young 
Am                 Em 
We didn't care if we got stung 
F                  G                 C 
So we kept batting beehives just for fun 


F                        G 
With our walkie talkies in our hand 
Em                      Am 
And codes no one could understand 
F                 G 
It was one for all and all for one 



Toetoetoetoetoe  x2 
F  G  Am        G       C 
F  G  Am        G 




C                                  G 
In those summer nights we'd sneak outside 
Am                 Em 
Our bottle rockets lit the sky 
F                          G               C 
Our sling shot aimed at lizards, birds and toads 
C                           G 
We were cowboys, pirates, musketeers 
Am                                  Em 
And in our backpacks we would smuggle beers 
F                   G             C 
We jumped into the river with no clothes 
C                         G 
We were climbing walls in cut off jeans 
Am                   Em 
And looked at dirty magazines 
F                          G                C 
At night wet dreams, then blue balls in the sun 


F                       G 
So with bows and arrows in our hand 
Em                      Am       
And codes no one could understand 
F                 G 
It was one for all and all for one 


Toetoetoetoetoe   x2 
F  G  Am        G       C 
F  G  Am        G 




C                      G 
In the summers of our innocence 
Am                      Em       
The world was small and still made sense 
F               G                 C 
But time flies and we just turned 31 
C                         G 
By the time that you turn 32 
Am                           Em 
Darkness starts to follow you 
F                           G                     C 
But we won't surrender like in that Springsteen song 


F                            G 
So with our guitars in our hands 
Em                           Am 
And codes that no one understand 
F                    G 
It's still one for all and all for one 



Toetoetoetoetoe  x3 
F  G  Am        G       C 
F  G  Am        G