Текст песни Chris Ledoux - This Cowboy`s Hat
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(Spoken) 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 backstarted 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 skyRope an ole blue northern and milk it till it`s dryBull 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_NamNow the eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mineBut someone ran him down somewheres round that Arizona lineAnd a real special lady gave me this hat pinBut I don`t know if I`ll ever see her again.You`ll ride a black tornado, cross`t the western skyRope an ole blue northern and Milk it till it`s dryBull dawg the Mississippi pin it`s ears down flat...Log before you take this cowboy`s hatNow if your leather jacket means to you what this hat means to meThen 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 outsideBut when my friend turned back t`wards me, I noticed his old hat brimWell it was turned up.. in a big ole texas grinYou`ll ride a black tornado cross`t the western skiesRope an ole blue northern, milk it till it`s dryBull dawg the Mississippi, pin it`s ears down flatLong before you take this cowboy`s hat.