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 finishing in to old here I am in Sheridan and its 9 o'clock In the and times a-going fast I just pulled her over, had some and a donut 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 ever get By god, now what's I hear, is it a siren Sure enough he got me on his He pulled up behind me and turned on those lights A sign that I knew meant Over' So I stomped on my brakes and as I skidded to a I wiped out three reflector along the shoulder
He got this car and was a-walkin' real slow So I jumped out and met him way He out his gun and said, "Mister are you crazy I ain't never seen nobody drive 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 explained my He listened to my story then he
He wrote me out a ticket, that to take forever I it and as I headed for my car cop he hollered after 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 About the ticket I had just acquired I wondered if I ought to pay it or it out the window But I might just set the thing afire
So I it once again and was a traveling down the road With the gas pedal a to the floor I came around a curve and right there in the highway There's more damn than I ever seen before I'm going too fast to ever stop, so I close my eyes As the car on through the herd When I opened up my eyes again, a sheep on the fender And herd's sayin' some mighty awful words
The sweats a-drippin' off my hands as I through old Wheatland I'm a nervous wreck and I must be a The flies inside this old car are buzzin' all me my 24-hour deodorant quit last night 60, 50, 40, 30, 20 miles more the rodeo starts in 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 and as I slide her to a halt He says, "Where in the you goin' so dog gone 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 to get a pass from the secretary My eyes get red, my fills up with hate
I yell, "You so and so, you better 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 way up high I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave horse laugh And me I just stood and cried
I around feelin' helpless and fairly dumbfounded I looked and did I see 3 highway patrolmen and a with a fat lip And they all a-lookin' right at me in the cell now I've done a lot of thinkin' About that run I made a month ago I'm sorry that I'm in rotten situation If I could do it again I have drove so slow If I could do it again i have drove so slow