At seven morning I got on the phone And said to hold my as long as you can My car broke down in and they just got it back together I'll be finishing in to old Cheyenne We'll I am in Sheridan and its 9 o'clock In the morning and times a-going I just pulled her over, had some and a donut And I the car a brand new tank of gas
Well, I don't know if I'm make it nine-fifteen, I'll be lucky if I ever get there By god, now what's that I hear, is it a enough he got me on his radar He pulled up behind me and turned on those 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 along the shoulder
He got outta car and was a-walkin' real slow So I jumped out and met him 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 might go off He put up the gun as I explained my He to my story then he coughed
He me out a ticket, that seemed to take forever I it and as I headed for my car That cop he after me and said, "Hey, cowboy You better slow down 'cause you can't outrun 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 set the damn thing afire
So I gunned it once again and was a down the road With the gas a mashed to the floor When I came a curve and right there in the highway There's more damn sheep than I ever before I'm too fast to ever stop, so I just close my eyes As the car rolls on through the I opened up my eyes again, there's a sheep on the fender And that herd's sayin' some 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 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 gate and I hear the anthem I believe it, thank God, I finally made it
There's one more obstacle that's standin' in my way It's a nitwit with a badge He standin' by the gate and as I 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 is in the chute and I'm late He says I to get a pass from the secretary My get red, my heart fills up with hate
I yell, "You dirty so and so, you 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 time to see my Bronc runnin' out His head and was held way up high I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave laugh And me I just stood there and cried
I turned around feelin' and fairly dumbfounded I looked and did I see 3 patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip And they all a-lookin' right at me Sittin' in the cell now done a lot of thinkin' About that wild run I made a ago I'm sorry that I'm in rotten situation If I could do it again I wouldn't drove so slow If I could do it again i have drove so slow