This Cowboy’s Hat

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Well, I was sittin' in a coffee shop, just havin' a cup to pass the time Swappin' rodeo stories with this old cowboy friend of mine When some motorcycle riders started snickerin' in the back Started pokin' fun at my friend's hat One old boy said, "Hey Tex, where'd you park your horse?" My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be ignored One husky fella said, "I think I'll just rip that hat right off your head." That's when my friend turned around, and this is what he said: [Chorus] "You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky You'll rope an old Blue Norther' and milk it till it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat." [Verse 2] He said, "Partner, now this ole hat's better left alone See, it used to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on My nephew skinned the rattler that makes up this here old hatband But back in '69, he died in Vietnam Now the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine But somebody ran him down somewhere around that Arizona line And a real special lady gave me this here hat pin But I don't know if I'll ever see her again." [Chorus] "You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky You'll rope an old Blue Norther' and milk it till it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat." [Verse 3] "Now if your leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me Then I guess we understand each other, and we'll just let it be But if you still think it's funny, man, you got my back up against the wall And if you touch my hat, you're gonna have to fight us all." Right then I caught a little sadness in that gang leader's eyes And he turned back towards the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside But when my friend turned back towards me, I noticed his old hat brim Well, it look like it was turned up in a big old Texas grin [Chorus] "You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky You'll rope an old Blue Norther' and milk it till it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat."
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Credits
- Writers
- Jake Brooks