This Cowboy's Hat

Talking

I was sittin in a coffe shop

Having a cup to pass the time

Swappin Rodeo stories

With this ol' Cowboy friend of mine

Some motorcycle riders startin snickering int he back

Started pokin fun at my friends hat

One ol' boy said: Hey Tex, where'd ya park yer Horse?

My friend just pulled his hat down low

But they couldnt be ignored

One husky fella said

I think ill rip that hat right off yer 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 till its dry

Bulldog the Mississippi

And pin its ears down flat

Long before you take this CowBoys Hat!

Now partner, this ol' hats 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 hat band

But back in 69', he died in Vietnam

This eagle feather was given to me by an old Indian friend of mine

Someone ran him down somewhere alone that Arizona line

And a real special lady gave me this Hatpin

But I don't know if ill ever see her again

Now if your leather jacket means to you what this hat means tome

Then 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!

Right then I caught a little sadness in that Gang leaders eyes

He turned back to the others

And they all just kinda shuffled on outside

But when my friend turned back towards me

I noticed his ol' hat brim

Well, it was turned up

In a big ol Texas grin