Karaoké Roy Rogers Elton John

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

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

Woah 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 round-ups and rustlers and home on the range

Turn on the TV

Shut out the lights

Roy Rogers is riding tonight

Nine o'clock mornings

Five o'clock evenings

I'd liven the pace if I could

Oh I'd rather have a ham in my sandwich than cheese but complaining wouldn't do any good

Lay back in my armchair

Close eyes and think clear

I can hear hoof beats ahead

Roy and Trigger have just hit the hilltop while the wife and the kids are in bed

Woah 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 round-ups and rustlers and home on the range

Turn on the TV

Shut out the lights

Roy Rogers is riding tonight