The childhood memories I treasure the most I supposeAre the Saturday afternoons spent at the town picture showI worked all day long in the fields but at night I would dreamOf seeing Gene Autry go ridin' across the big screen Saturday mornings I'd walk twenty miles or moreTwelve o'clock noon found the first one in line at the door'Cause all week I'd work but today I would fulfill my dreamAnd I'd see Gene Autry go ridin' across the big screen. The man in the white cowboy hat was a hero to meHe was then, he is now, and I guess he always will beTime takes away many things, but it can't take a dreamAnd I can still see him go ridin' across the big screen. When as a kid from our shack on the desert I'd roamMy daddy would whip me 'cause I'd never be around homeBut mom understood me, I know cause she'd smile when I'd say,Gene Autry and I had been rounding up outlaws all day The man in the white cowboy hat was a hero to meHe was then, he is now, and I guess he always will beAnd every so often I go back in time and I dreamAnd I see Gene Autry go ridin' across the big screenAnd I see Gene Autry go ridin' across the big screen
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