Heroes

A D A E7 A D E When I was young I used to trade my comic books for homemade guns F#min E A and little cowboys on the run were killers just like me. A We'd hang those dirty outlaws high D E with rawhide ropes and binder twine. F#min Red Rider was a friend of mine, E A A hero just for me. A D E I remember when we stole a can of tobacco from the hired hands F#min and seein' as how we were workin' men E A we smoked 'til we were green. A And we could spit and we could fight, D E And we'd believe each other's lies, F#min Riding fast and ridin' high E A For all the world to see. D A Whatever happened to my heroes, D A E They don't make 'em like they did in '44. A But they were there when I needed them, D I wish they's all come back again, A E A 'cause I don't have no heroes anymore. A They traveled through my memories, D E Those riders in a legacy F#min I know they all remembered me, E A They called me by my name. A Then, like a ghost from yesterday, D E My heroes thunder on their way F#min E A Back into a lonely grave for all eternity D A Whatever happened to my heroes, D A E They don't make 'em like they did in '44. A But they were there when I needed them, D I wish they's all come back again, A E A 'cause I don't have no heroes anymore.