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White Hats, Bullets and Spurs - Official Country Music Western Movie Video by Riders of The Silver Screen. This Music video shows Lots of the western stars. Ten years old at the Saturday matinee Popcorn in my hand the curtain rolls away John Wayne rides through the canyon, straight and proud One look from him can quiet any crowd Audie Murphy in the crossfire, cool as stone Draws in a flash, stands tall all alone Gary Cooper walks at high noon, sun in his eyes One heartbeat left till the lead starts to fly I was raised on white hats, bullets and spurs Gun smoke swirling in the air like words Randolph Scott on the ridge line, riding down Every hoofbeat shaking this old town Gene Autry’s singing while the bad men run Roy Rogers racing in the blazing sun My heart still jumps to see Johnny Mack Brown, Tex Ritter, Bob Steele, turn the whole world around Tin star shining in the sun on a dusty vest Poker chips clatter on a table to see whose best Black hat villain with a smile like a rusty knife Caught cheating grabs his gun and loses his life Little kids staring at the flicker on the screen Dreaming of horses and riding with Hoppy and Gene Gabby, Smiley, Fuzzy and a crowd that never blinks While Trigger runs faster than an outlaw can think I was raised on white hats, bullets and spurs Gun smoke swirling in the air like words Randolph Scott on the ridge line, riding down Every hoofbeat shaking this old town Gene Autry’s singing while the bad men run Roy Rogers racing in the blazing sun My heart still jumps to see Johnny Mack Brown. Tom Tyler, Ken Maynard, bringin justice to town. Every close call, every showdown in the dust Taught me about courage, honor and trust When the screen went dark and the crowd filed through Those wild frontier dreams still came riding through I was raised on white hats, bullets and spurs Gun smoke swirling in the air like words Randolph Scott on the ridge line, riding down Every hoofbeat shaking this old town Gene Autry’s singing while the bad men run Roy Rogers racing in the blazing sun My heart still jumps, to see Johnny Mack Brown, Tim McCoy, Rex Bell, that’s my kind of town. Subscribe to Westerns On The Web to watch hundreds of free classic western movies. Video totally edited by Bob Terry. Song was created with help from ai and co written by Bob Terry.