Karaoké This Cowboy's Hat Chris LeDoux

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 just 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

You'll 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

Said partner now this ole 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 here ole hatband

But in sixty-nine 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

You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky

You'll 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 old hat means to me

Then I guess we understand each other and we'll just let it be

And if you still think it's funny my back's against the wall

But you touch my hat you're gotta 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 shuffled on outside

But when my friend turned back towards me

I noticed his old hat brim

Well he look like it was turned up in a big ole Texas grin

You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky

You'll 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

You'll 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

You'll 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