Amigo we back to wherever we started
Indigo turned black and were both broken hearted
There are pictures of us but the colors will fade
And Soon I'll be just rain on your parade 
We're on different tracks, and on opposite ends 
But was it any different when we were still friends?
When you look down to the valley from the top of a mountain
When you throw down a silver coin in a fountain
And you wish you were back in the land were you were raised
And you wish you were back in the crowd where you were praised
Where a show is performed
And the audience attends
Was it any different when we were still friends?
[Solo:]
I had a dream and your name was Blackfoot Jack
I looked after you and you covered my back
Our horses were tall and our guns were loaded,
I was chewing-chewing gum and the bubbles exploded
You said my dreams do not make sense 
But was it any different when we were still friends?