At seven this I got on the phone And said to my Bronc as long as you can My car broke down in Billings and they got it back together I'll be finishing in to old Cheyenne We'll here I am in Sheridan and its 9 In the morning and a-going fast I just pulled her over, had some coffee and a 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 up behind me and turned on those flashing lights A sign that I meant 'Pull Over' So I stomped on my brakes and as I skidded to a I out three reflector posts along the shoulder
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 never seen nobody drive that way" I told him, "Take it easy" and he could put up that The way he shakin', it just go off He put up the gun as I explained my He listened to my then he coughed
He wrote me out a ticket, that seemed to forever I took it and as I for my car That cop he hollered me and said, "Hey, cowboy You better down 'cause you can't outrun this radar" As I on down the road, I was a-cursin' and a-swearin' About the that I had just acquired I if I ought to pay it or throw it out the window But I just set the damn thing afire
So I gunned it once again and was a down the road the gas pedal a mashed to the floor When I came around a curve and right in the highway There's more damn than I ever seen before I'm going too fast to stop, so I just close my eyes As the car on through the herd When I opened up my eyes again, there's a sheep on the And that sayin' some mighty awful words
The sweats a-drippin' off my as I barrel through old Wheatland I'm a nervous and I must be a sight The flies inside this old car are buzzin' all me Guess my 24-hour deodorant quit night 60, 50, 40, 30, 20 more the rodeo starts in another 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 that's standin' in my way It's a nitwit with a badge He by the gate and as I slide her to a halt He says, "Where in the hell you goin' so dog 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 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 once again So I whacked him in the mouth and then I left him there On his a-kickin' in the sand I got there just in to see my Bronc come runnin' out His and tail 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 helpless and fairly dumbfounded I looked and did I see 3 patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip And they were all right at me Sittin' in the cell now done a lot of thinkin' About wild 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 wouldn't have drove so