Cowboys Pirates Musketeers

In the summers of our innocence

We rode our skateboards hopped the fence

Fishing poles and earth worms in a tin

We were flying kites and skipping stones

Playing Indiana Jones

With scraped up arms and knees and sunburnt skin

We built a tree house we were young

We didn’t care if we got stung

So we kept batting beehives just for fun

With our walkie talkies in our hand

And codes no one could understand

It was one for all and all for one

In those summer nights we’d sneak outside

Our bottle rockets lit the sky

Our sling shot aimed at lizards, birds and toads

We were cowboys, pirates, musketeers

And in our backpacks we would smuggle beers

We jumped into the river with no clothes

We were climbing walls in cut off jeans

And looked at dirty magazines

At night wet dreams, then blue balls in the sun

So with bows and arrows in our hand

And codes no one could understand

It was one for all and all for one

In the summers of our innocence

The world was small and still made sense

But time flies and we just turned 31

By the time that you turn 32

Darkness starts to follow you

But we won’t surrender like in that Springsteen song

So with our guitars in our hand

And codes that no one understands

It’s still one for all and all for one