Well, theres always been groups of people
That never could see eye to eye
And I always thought if they ever had
A chance to sit down and talk face to face
They might realize they got a lot in common
Well, I was sittin in a coffee shop, just havin a cup to pass the time
Swappin Rodeo stories, with this ol cowboy friend of mine
When some motorcycle riders started snickerin in the back
They started pokin fun at my friends hat
One ol boy said, Hey, Tex, whered you park your horse?
My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldnt be ignored
One husky fella said, I think Ill rip that hat right off your head
Thats when my friend turned around, and this is what he said
Youll ride a black tornado cross the western sky
Rope an ol blue northern, and milk it till its dry
Bulldog the Mississippi and pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboys hat
Now partner, this ol hats better left alone
See it used to be my daddys, but last year he passed on
My nephew skinned the rattler that makes up this ol hat band
But back in 69, he died in Vietnam
Now the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine
But someone ran him down somewhere around that Arizona line
And a real special lady gave me this hat pin
But I dont know if Ill ever see her again
Youll ride a black tornado cross the western sky
Rope an ol blue northern, and milk it till its dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboys hat
Now if your leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me
Then I guess we understand each other, and well just let it be
But if you still think its funny, man, you got my back up against the wall
And if you touch my hat, youre gonna have to fight us all
Right then I caught a little sadness in that gang leaders eyes
He turned back to the others and they all just kinda shuffled on outside
But when my friend turned back towards me, I noticed his ol hat brim
Well, it was turned up, in a big ol Texas grin
Youll ride a black tornado cross the western sky
Rope an ol blue northern, and milk it till its dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboys hat