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​This Cowboy's Hat

This song is by Chris LeDoux and appears…

Well there's always been groups of people that could never see eye to eye
An' I always thought if they'd get the chance to sit down and talk face to face
They might realize they got a lot in common


Well, I was sittin' in a coffee shop, just havin' a cup to pass the time
Swappin' rodeo stories with this ole cowboy friend of mine
When some motor-cycle riders started snickerin' in the back
Started pokin' fun at my friend's hat
One ole 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 rip that hat right off your head"
That's when my friend turned around, and this is what he said

You'll ride a black tornado, 'cross the western sky
Rope an ole blue Northern and milk it till it's dry
Bull dawg the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat

Now pardner, this ole hat is better left alone
She used to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on
My nephew skinned the Rattler that makes up this ole hatband
But back in '69 he died in Vietnam
Now the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine
But someone ran him down somewhere around that Arizona line
And a real special lady gave me this hat pin
But I don't know if I'll ever see her again

You'll ride a black tornado, 'cross the western sky
Rope an ole blue Northern and milk it till it's dry
Bull dawg the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat

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
Well, right then I caught a little sadness in that gang leader's eyes
And he turned back t'wards the others and they all just sorta shuffled on outside
But when my friend turned back t'wards me, I noticed his old hat brim
Well it was turned up, in a big ole Texas grin

You'll ride a black tornado, 'cross the western sky
Rope an ole blue Northern and milk it till it's dry
Bull dawg the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat

You'll ride a black tornado, 'cross the western sky
Rope an ole blue Northern and milk it till it's dry
Bull dawg the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat

Written by:

Jake Brooks