At this morning I got on the phone And to hold my Bronc as long as you can My car broke down in Billings and just got it back together I'll be photo finishing in to old We'll I am in Sheridan and its 9 o'clock In the and times a-going fast I just pulled her over, had coffee and a donut And I the car a brand new tank of gas
Well, I don't know if I'm 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 flashing lights A sign that I knew meant Over' So I on my brakes 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 out his gun and said, "Mister are you crazy I ain't never seen drive that way" I told him, "Take it easy" and he could put up cannon The way he shakin', it just go off He put up the gun as I my situation He listened to my then he coughed
He wrote me out a ticket, seemed to take forever I took it and as I for my car cop he hollered after me and said, "Hey, cowboy You better slow down 'cause you can't this radar" As I rolled on down the road, I was and a-swearin' the ticket that I had just acquired I wondered if I ought to pay it or it out the window But I might just set the damn thing
So I it once again and was a traveling down the road With the gas a mashed to the floor When I came around a curve and right in the highway There's more damn sheep than I seen before I'm going too to ever stop, so I just close my eyes As the car on through the herd When I up my eyes again, there's a sheep on the fender And herd's sayin' some mighty awful words
The sweats a-drippin' off my as I barrel through old Wheatland I'm a nervous wreck and I be a sight The flies this old car are buzzin' all around me Guess my deodorant quit last night 60, 50, 40, 30, 20 miles more the rodeo starts in 18 minutes I pull in through the main and I hear the anthem playing I can't it, thank God, I finally made it
There's only one more obstacle standin' in my way It's a nitwit with a weekend He standin' by the gate and as I her to a halt He says, "Where in the hell you so dog gone fast" I tell him I'm entered and I got time to talk My horse is in the and I'm late He says I need to get a pass the secretary My get red, my heart fills up with hate
I yell, "You so and so, you better let me through" he asked if I'd repeat once again So I whacked him in the mouth and then I him lyin' there On his back a-kickin' in the I got there just in to see my Bronc come runnin' out His head and was held way up high I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave horse And me I just stood there and cried
I turned around feelin' helpless and dumbfounded I and what did I see 3 highway patrolmen and a with a fat lip And were all a-lookin' right at me Sittin' in the now I've done a lot of thinkin' About that wild run I a month ago I'm sorry that I'm in rotten situation If I could do it I wouldn't have drove so slow If I could do it again i have drove so slow