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Well, there's always groups of people
That never see eye to eye
And I thought if they ever had
A chance to sit down and talk to face
They 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 in the back
They 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 couldn't be ignored
One husky said, "I think I'll rip that hat right off your head"
That's when my friend around, and this is what he said

"You'll ride a black 'cross the western sky
Rope an ol' blue northern, and it till 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 to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on
My skinned the rattler that makes up this ol' hat band
But back in '69, he in Vietnam"

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

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

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

Right then I a little sadness in that gang leader's eyes
He back to the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside
But when my friend turned back 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 milk it it's dry
the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long you take this cowboy's hat