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At this morning I got on the phone
And said to hold my as long as you can
My car broke down in Billings and they just got it back
I'll be finishing in to old Cheyenne
We'll here I am in Sheridan and its 9
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 know if I'm gonna make it
nine-fifteen, I'll be lucky if I ever get there
By god, now what's I hear, is it a siren
Sure he got me on his radar
He pulled up behind me and turned on those lights
A sign that I knew 'Pull Over'
So I stomped on my brakes and as I skidded to a
I wiped out three reflector posts along the

He got outta this car and was a-walkin' real
So I jumped out and met him way
He out his gun and said, "Mister are you crazy
I ain't seen nobody drive that way"
I told him, "Take it easy" and he could put up that
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 wrote me out a ticket, that 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 you can't outrun this radar"
As I rolled on down the road, I was and a-swearin'
About the ticket that I had 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 once again and was a 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 ever seen
I'm too fast to ever stop, so I just close my eyes
As the car rolls on through the
When I opened up my eyes again, a sheep on the fender
And that herd's sayin' some awful words

The a-drippin' off my hands as I barrel through old Wheatland
I'm a nervous and I must be a sight
The flies this old car are buzzin' all around me
Guess my 24-hour deodorant quit last
60, 50, 40, 30, 20 miles the rodeo starts in another 18 minutes
I in through the main gate and I hear the anthem playing
I can't it, thank God, I finally made it

There's only one obstacle that's 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 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 from the
My eyes get red, my heart fills up hate

I yell, "You so and so, you better let me through"
he asked if I'd repeat that again
So I whacked him in the mouth and then I left him there
On his a-kickin' in the sand
I got just in time 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 horse laugh And me I just stood there and cried

I turned around feelin' helpless and fairly
I and what did I see
3 highway and a gateman with a fat lip
And they all a-lookin' right at me
Sittin' in the cell now I've a lot of thinkin'
About that wild run I a month ago
I'm sorry that I'm in this rotten
If I do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow
If I could do it again i wouldn't drove so slow