I turned on the news, then I wondered what for
Another kid brought a gun to school, a politician lied some more
It's enough to make a grown man try to make it make some sense
And wonder where we lost our innocence
Singin' come back Gene and Roy, back to the Saturday matinee
Just like when I was a boy, deliver me from the bad old days
The bad old days
The magazine said OJ lost his head
Oklahoma City rumbled, and the children bled
I'm back in the saddle, happy trails to you
No I wouldn't trade the old for the new
Some guy married his uncle on the Springer Show
Singin' come back Gene and Roy (happy trails to you)
Come back Gene and Roy (I'm back in the saddle)
Singin' come back Gene and Roy (Happy trails to you)
Come back Gene and Roy (I'm back in the saddle again)