Roy Rogers

Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems There's nothing there at all You just seem older than yesterday And you're waiting for tomorrow to call So, you draw to the curtains and one thing's for certain You're cozy in your little room The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight Returning to our silver screens Comic book characters never grow old Evergreen heroes whose stories were told Oh, the great sequin cowboy who sings of the plains Of roundups and rustlers and home on the range Turn on the TV, and shut out the lights Roy Rogers is riding tonight Nine o'clock mornings, and five o'clock evenings I'd liven up the pace if I could Oh, I'd rather have a ham on my sandwich than cheese But complaining wouldn't do you no good So, I laid my chair, close my eyes and think clear I can hear hoof-beats ahead 'Cause Roy and Trigger have just hit the hilltop And everyone else is in bed Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight Returning to our silver screens Comic book characters never grow old Evergreen heroes whose stories were told Oh, the great sequin cowboy who sings of the plains Of roundups and rustlers and home on the range So, turn on the TV, and shut out the lights Roy Rogers is riding tonight, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Tonight Turn on the TV, and shut out the lights Roy Rogers is riding tonight