Capo 1 E D A At seven this morning, I got on the phone D E A And said to hold my bronc, as long as you can My car broke down in Billings and they just got it put together I?ll be photo finishing into old Cheyenne Here I am in Sheridan and its 9 o?clock In the morning, and times a-goin? fast I just pulled ?er over, had some coffee and a donut And I bought the car a brand new tank of gas Well I don?t know if I?m gonna make it, it?s 9:15 I?ll be lucky if I ever get there By God now what?s that I hear, is it a sireen Sure enough, he got me on his radar He pulled up behind me and turned on those flashin? lights A sign that I knew meant to pull it over So I stomped on my brakes and as I skidded to a halt I wiped out three reflector posts along the shoulder He got out of his car and was a-walkin? real slow So I jumped out and met him half way He jerked out his gun and said Mister are you crazy I ain?t never seen nobody drive that way I told him take it easy and he could put up that cannon The way you?re shakin? it just might go off He put up the gun as I explained my situation He listened to my story, then he coughed He wrote me out a ticket, that seemed to take forever I took and as I headed for my car, that cop he hollered after me And said hey cowboy you better slow down cause you can?t outrun this radar As I rolled on down the road I was a-cursin? and a-swearin? About the ticket, that I had just acquired I wondered if I oughta pay it or throw it out the window But I might just set the damn thing a-fire So I gunned it once again and was a travellin? down the highway With the gas pedal mashed to the floor When I came around a curve, and right there in the highway There?s more damn sheep than I?ve ever seen before I?m goin? to fast to ever stop so I just close my eyes As the car rolls on through the herd When I opened up my eyes again there?s a sheep on the fender And that herder?s sayin? some mighty awful words The sweats a-drippin? off my hands as I barrelled through old Wheatland I?m a nervous wreck and I must be a sight The flies inside this old car are buzzin? all around me I guess my 24 hour deodorant quit last night 60, 50, 40, 30, 20 miles more The rodeo starts in another 18 minutes I pull in through the main gate and I hear the anthem playin? I can?t believe it, thank God I finally made it There?s only one more obstacle that?s standin? in my way It?s a nitwit, with a weekend badge He?s standing by the gate and I slide ?er to a halt He says where in the hell are you goin? so doggone fast I tell him I?m entered and I ain?t got time to talk My horse is in the chutes and I?m late He says I need to get a pass, from the secretary My eyes get red and my heart fills up with hate I yell you dirty so and so you better let me through He asked if I?d repeat that once again So I wacked him in the mouth and then I left him lyin? there On his back, a-kickin? in the sand I got there just in time to see my bronc come runnin? out His head and tail was held way up high I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave a horse-laugh And me I just stood there and cried I turned around feeling helpless and purely dumfounded I looked, and what did I see 3 highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip And they were all a-lookin? right at me Sittin? in this cell know I?ve done a lot of thinkin? About that wild run I made a month ago I?m sorry that I?m in this rotten situation D E A If I could do it again I wouldn?t have drove so slow D E A If I could do it again I wouldn?t have drove so slow