This Cowboy's Hat - Live
You know what
No matter how different we dress
Or look or talk, we all have a lot of things in common
That's what this song's about
I was sittin' in a coffe shop
Having a cup to pass the time
Swappin' Rodeo stories
With this ol' Cowboy friend of mine
When some motorcycle riders
Startin snickerin' in the back
Started pokin' fun at my friends hat
One ol' 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
Across the western sky
Rope an ol' Blue Northern
And milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi
And pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this Cowboy's Hat
Partner, this ol' 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 old hat band
But back in '69 he died in Vietnam
The eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mine
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
Across the western sky
Rope an old Blue Northern
And milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi
And 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
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
He turned back to the others
And they all just kinda shuffled on outside
When my friend turned back towards me
I noticed his ol' hat brim
Well it was turned up
In a big ol' Texas grin
You'll ride a black tornado
Across the western sky
Rope an old Blue Northern
And milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi
And pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this Cowboy's hat
No matter how different we dress
Or look or talk, we all have a lot of things in common
That's what this song's about
I was sittin' in a coffe shop
Having a cup to pass the time
Swappin' Rodeo stories
With this ol' Cowboy friend of mine
When some motorcycle riders
Startin snickerin' in the back
Started pokin' fun at my friends hat
One ol' 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
Across the western sky
Rope an ol' Blue Northern
And milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi
And pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this Cowboy's Hat
Partner, this ol' 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 old hat band
But back in '69 he died in Vietnam
The eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mine
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
Across the western sky
Rope an old Blue Northern
And milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi
And 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
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
He turned back to the others
And they all just kinda shuffled on outside
When my friend turned back towards me
I noticed his ol' hat brim
Well it was turned up
In a big ol' Texas grin
You'll ride a black tornado
Across the western sky
Rope an old Blue Northern
And milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi
And pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this Cowboy's hat
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Brooks
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