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Capo 1

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At seven this morning, I got on the phone
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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
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If I could do it again I wouldn?t have drove so slow
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If I could do it again I wouldn?t have drove so slow
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