Cowboys Pirates Musketeers

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