At seven this morning I got on the And said to hold my Bronc as as you can My car broke in Billings and they just got it back together I'll be photo in to old Cheyenne We'll here I am in and its 9 o'clock In the morning and times a-going I just pulled her over, had some coffee and a And I bought the car a new tank of gas
Well, I know if I'm gonna make it It's nine-fifteen, I'll be lucky if I get there By god, now what's that I hear, is it a Sure he got me on his radar He pulled up me and turned on those flashing lights A that I knew meant 'Pull Over' So I stomped on my and as I skidded to a halt I wiped out three reflector posts the shoulder
He got outta this car and was a-walkin' slow So I out and met him half way He jerked out his gun and said, "Mister are you I ain't seen nobody drive that way" I told him, "Take it easy" and he put up that cannon The way he shakin', it just go off He put up the gun as I my situation He listened to my story then he
He wrote me out a ticket, that seemed to forever I it and as I headed for my car That cop he hollered me and said, "Hey, cowboy You better slow 'cause you can't outrun this radar" As I rolled on down the road, I was a-cursin' and the ticket that I had just acquired I if I ought to pay it or throw it out the window But I might just set the damn afire
So I gunned it again and was a traveling down the road With the gas pedal a to the floor When I came around a curve and right there in the There's damn sheep than I ever seen before I'm going too to ever stop, so I just close my eyes As the car rolls on the herd When I up my eyes again, there's a sheep on the fender And that herd's sayin' mighty awful words
The sweats off my hands as I barrel through old Wheatland I'm a nervous wreck and I be a sight The inside this old car are buzzin' all around me Guess my 24-hour deodorant last night 60, 50, 40, 30, 20 miles more the rodeo in another 18 minutes I in through the main gate and I hear the anthem playing I believe it, thank God, I finally made it
There's only one obstacle that's standin' in my way a nitwit with a weekend badge He standin' by the gate and as I her to a halt He says, "Where in the hell you goin' so dog fast" I him I'm entered and I ain't got time to talk My horse is in the and I'm late He says I need to get a pass the secretary My eyes get red, my heart fills up hate
I yell, "You dirty so and so, you let me through" he asked if I'd that once again So I whacked him in the mouth and then I left him lyin' On his a-kickin' in the sand I got just in time to see my Bronc come runnin' out His head and tail was held way up I he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave horse laugh And me I just stood there and cried
I turned feelin' helpless and fairly dumbfounded I and what did I see 3 highway and a gateman with a fat lip And were all a-lookin' right at me in the cell now I've done a lot of thinkin' About that wild run I a month ago I'm that I'm in this rotten situation If I could do it again I wouldn't have so slow If I could do it again i wouldn't have drove so