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Well, there's been groups of people
That never see eye to eye
And I always thought if ever had
A chance to sit down and talk face to
might realize they got a lot in common

Well, I was sittin' in a coffee shop, just havin' a cup to the time
Swappin' stories, with this ol' cowboy friend of mine
When some motorcycle riders started snickerin' in the
started pokin' fun at my friends hat

One ol' boy said, "Hey, Tex, where'd you park horse?"
My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be
One husky fella said, "I think rip that hat right off your head"
That's when my friend turned around, and this is he said

"You'll ride a black 'cross the western sky
Rope an ol' blue northern, and milk it it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi and pin its ears flat
before you take this cowboy's hat"

"Now partner, this ol' hat's left alone
See it used to be my daddy's, but year he passed on
My nephew skinned the that makes up this ol' hat band
But in '69, he died in Vietnam"

"Now the eagle feather was given to me by an friend of mine
But someone ran him down around that Arizona line
And a real special lady gave me hat pin
But I don't know if ever see her again"

"You'll ride a black tornado the western sky
an ol' blue northern, and milk it till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears flat
Long you take this cowboy's hat"

"Now if leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me
I guess we understand each other, and we'll just let it be
But if you think its funny, man, you got my back up against the wall
And if you touch my hat, you're have to fight us all"

Right I caught a little sadness in that gang leader's eyes
He turned to the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside
But my friend turned back towards me, I noticed his ol' hat brim
Well, it was turned up, in a big ol' grin

You'll ride a tornado 'cross the western sky
Rope an ol' blue northern, and it till it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its down flat
Long before you take this hat