(Paul Cotton) All you cowboys and your ladies Take your boots off, they'll drive you crazy When you come to town take a look around Yes, you're off of your horse, you can set your soghts on a Stronger course And I mean you And everybody too Can you come on through Come on through Politicians, and your writers Trading people's dreams You've got moon blindness While you're reaching up for the winner's cub Keep your feet on the ground and your ears on what is Coming down And I mean you And everybody too Can you come on through Come on through All you singers and your lovely songs Try so very hard to make them all belong Some get taken others foresaken We keep a'movin' a right along And how about you And everybody too Can you come on through Come on through