This Cowboys Hat

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Well I was sitting in a coffee shop
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just having a cup to pass the time
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swapping rodeo stories with this 
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old cowboy friend of mine.
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When some motorcycle riders 
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started snickering in the back
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started poking fun at my friend's 
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hat.

[Verse 2]
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One old boy said "hey Tex, 
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where'd you park your horse"
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My friend just pulled his hat 
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down low, but they couldn't be 
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ignored.
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One husky fella said "I think 
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I'll rip that hat right off your 
head".
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That's when my friend turned 
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around, and this is what he said...

[Chorus]
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You'll ride a black tornado across a
 western sky.
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Rope an old blue northern and milk 
it 'till it's dry.
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Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its 
ears down flat
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Long before you take this cowboy's
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 hat.

[Verse 3]
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Now partner, this old hat's 
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better left alone.
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You see, it used to be my daddy's,
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 but last year he passed on.
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My nephew skinned the rattler 
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that makes up this old hat band.
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But back in '69, he died in 
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Vietnam.

[Verse 4]
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Now the eagle feather was given 
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to me by an Indian friend of mine.
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Someone ran him down somewhere 
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around that Arizona line.
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And a real special lady give me 
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this hat pin,
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And I don't know if I'll ever see
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 her again.

[Chorus]
Am                  C       Dm
You'll ride a black tornado across a
 western sky.
Am               C           Em
Rope an old blue norther and milk it
 'till it's dry.
Am                C      Dm
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its 
ears down flat
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Long before you take this cowboy's
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 hat.

[Verse 5]
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Now if your leather jacket means 
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to you what this hat means to me,
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then I guess we understand each 
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other, and we'll just let it be.
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But if you still think it's 
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funny, Man, you got my back up 
against the wall,
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And if you touch my hat, you're 
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gonna have to fight us all.

[Verse 6]
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Well right then I caught a little
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 sadness in that gang leader's 
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eyes.
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He turned back to the others and 
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they all just kind of shuffled on 
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outside.
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But when my friend turned back 
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towards me I noticed his old hat 
brim
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Well it was turned up in a big old
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 Texas grin!

[Chorus]
Am                  C       Dm
You'll ride a black tornado across a
 western sky.
Am               C           Em
Rope an old blue norther and milk it
 'till it's dry.
Am                C      Dm
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its 
ears down flat
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Long before you take this cowboy's
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 hat.