Heroes

"The Children All Cried As the Hero Did Die

And the Credits They Rolled On to Black

There's Comfort They Know, They'll Soon Be At Home

With the Hero in Wait Behind the Curtains

Heroes Don't Die That's the Truth

Next Show We'll Know What to do

Stand Our Ground If We Make It That Long

And Wait For the Hero to Ride

A Blonde-headed Boy With a Coon-skin For a Crown

He Marches His Troops Into Town

Six-shooter Hand, Black Powder Caps

He Just Saved the City From the Indians

Heroes Don't Die That's the Truth

Next Show We'll Know What to do

Circle the Wagons and Hope He Breaks Through

And Wait For the Hero to Ride

But the Boy Was Betrayed On a Slow Fire Day

When His Rifle It Ran Out of Caps

The Tracers and Mortars Sang a Mournful Song

With His Hero Nowhere to Be Found

Try to Explain to the Mama Who's Cryin

That Her Baby Boy Was Only Tryin

To Hold Out a Moment For Some Myth On a Stallion

Tell Her That Heroes Don't Die"