Well, there's always been groups of people that never could 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 sitting in a coffee shop, just having a cup to pass the time Swapping rodeo stories with this old cowboy friend o' mine When some motorcycle riders started snickerin' in the back And 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 fellow 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 old Blue Northern, and milk it 'til it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat"
Now, partner, this old hat is better left alone You see it used to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on My nephew skinned the rattler that makes up this old hatband And 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 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 old Blue Northern, and milk it 'til it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat"
"Now, if that old leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me Well, I guess we understand each other, and we'll just let it be But if you still think it's funny, man, you've 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 to the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside But when my friend turned back toward me, I noticed his old hat brim It was turned up in a big old Texas grin "You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky Rope an old Blue Northern, and milk it 'til it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat"
[00:00.30]Well, there's always been groups of people that never could see eye-to-eye [00:03.077]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 [00:10.127] [00:21.822]Well, I was sitting in a coffee shop, just having a cup to pass the time [00:27.409]Swapping rodeo stories with this old cowboy friend o' mine [00:32.427]When some motorcycle riders started snickerin' in the back [00:37.498]And started pokin' fun at my friend's hat [00:44.829]One old boy said, "Hey Tex, where'd you park your horse?" [00:50.939]My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be ignored [00:56.724]One husky fellow said "I think I'll rip that hat right off your head" [01:01.436]That's when my friend turned around, and this is what he said [01:07.910]"You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky [01:13.743]Rope an old Blue Northern, and milk it 'til it's dry [01:19.486]Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat [01:25.394]Long before you take this cowboy's hat" [01:32.065] [01:34.589]Now, partner, this old hat is better left alone [01:39.912]You see it used to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on [01:46.256]My nephew skinned the rattler that makes up this old hatband [01:51.039]And back in '69 he died in Vietnam [01:56.978]Now, the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine [02:03.382]But somebody ran him down, somewhere around that Arizona line [02:09.148]And a real special lady gave me this hat pin [02:13.761]But I don't know if I'll ever see her again [02:20.248]"You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky [02:26.134]Rope an old Blue Northern, and milk it 'til it's dry [02:31.766]Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat [02:37.703]Long before you take this cowboy's hat" [02:43.610] [02:46.634]"Now, if that old leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me [02:52.665]Well, I guess we understand each other, and we'll just let it be [02:57.932]But if you still think it's funny, man, you've got my back up against the wall [03:03.093]And if you touch my hat, you're gonna have to fight us all" [03:09.534]Right then I caught a little sadness in that gang leader's eyes [03:15.617]And he turned back to the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside [03:21.666]But when my friend turned back toward me, I noticed his old hat brim [03:26.509]It was turned up in a big old Texas grin [03:32.448]"You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky [03:38.346]Rope an old Blue Northern, and milk it 'til it's dry [03:44.042]Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat [03:50.054]Long before you take this cowboy's hat"
