Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Cowboy's Hat, artist - Chris Ledoux. Album song The Ultimate Collection, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Capitol Records Nashville
Song language: English
This Cowboy's Hat |
| 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 ingnored. |
| One husky fell 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’t the western sky |
| Rope an ole blue northern and milk it till it’s dry |
| Bull dawg the Mississippi, pin it’s 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 Viet_Nam |
| Now the eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mine |
| But someone ran him down somewheres round 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’t the western sky |
| Rope an ole blue northern and Milk it till it’s dry |
| Bull dawg the Mississippi pin it’s ears down flat… |
| Log 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, your gonna have to fight us all… |
| Well, right then I caught a little sadness in that gang leaders 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’t the western skies |
| Rope an ole blue northern, milk it till it’s dry |
| Bull dawg the Mississippi, pin it’s ears down flat |
| Long before you take this cowboy’s hat. |