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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris LeDoux
Performer
K.W. Turnbow
Drums
Gary Bodily
Bass Guitar
Bob Jensen
Piano
Brent Rowan
Electric Guitar
Jimmy Mattingly
Fiddle
Weldon Myrick
Steel Guitar
Mark Sissel
Electric Guitar
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
Curtis Young
Background Vocals
Wayland Patton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Brooks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al LeDoux
Producer
Jimmy Bowen
Producer
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer
John Guess
Mixing Engineer
Marty Williams
Assistant Recording Engineer
Glenn Meadows
Mastering Engineer
Milan Bogdan
Editing Engineer
Jerry Crutchfield
Producer
Lyrics
Well, there's always been groups of people that never could see eye to eye
And I always thought if they ever had a 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 having a cup to pass the time
Swappin' rodeo stories with this old cowboy friend of mine
When some motorcycle riders startin snickerin' in the back
They started pokin' fun at my friend's hat
Now, one ol' boy said "Hey, Tex, where'd ya park your horse?"
My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldnt be ignored
One husky fella said, "I think I'll rip that hat right off your head"
Thats when my friend turned around, and this is what he said
"You'll ride a black tornado 'crossed a Western sky
Rope an ol' Blue Northern, and milk it 'till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin it's ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's 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 old hat band
But, back in '69 he died in Vietnam
Now, the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine
But, someone ran him down somewhere around that Arizona line
And a real special lady gave me this hat pin
But, I dont know if I'll ever see her again
"You'll ride a black tornado 'crossed a Western sky
Rope an ol' Blue Northern, and milk it 'till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin it's 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
Then 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
Well, right then, I caught a little sadness in that gangleader's eyes
And 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
"You'll ride a black tornado 'crossed a Western sky
Rope an ol' Blue Northern, and milk it 'till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin it's ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat"
Written by: Jake Brooks