This Cowboy's Hat (Jake Brooks) I was sittin' in a coffee shop - Havin' a cup and passin' time Swappin' rodeo stories - With this cowboy friend of mine When some motorcycle rider - Started snickerin' in the back And started pokin' fun at my friend's hat. One ol' boy said: "Hey Tex! - Where'd you park your horse?" My friend just pulled his hat down low - But they couldn't be ignored One husky dude said: - "Maybe I'll just rip that hat right off your head." And that's when my friend turned around and said. cho: "You'll ride a black tornado - Across the western skies You'll rope an ol' blue norther - And milk it 'til it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi - And pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat." He said "Pardner this ol' hat - Is better left alone It used to be my daddy's hat - But last year he passed on My nephew skinned the rattler - That makes up the hatband But in sixty-nine he died in Vietnam. I got this eagle feather - From an Indian friend of mine Somebody ran him down - Close to the Arizona line And a real special lady - Gave me this hat pin And I don't know if I'll see her again." CHORUS "Now if your leather jacket means to you - What this old hat means to me Then we understand each other - And we'll just let it be But it you still think it's funny - Then my back's against the wall But you touch my hat - And you'll have to fight us all." Well I caught a little sadness - In that gangleader's eyes Then he turned back to the others - And they shuffled on outside And when my friend turned back towards me - I noticed that his brim Was turned up like a big ol' Texas grin. Copyright Jake Brooks As recorded by Porter Wagoner GG Apr98
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