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Chris Ledoux - Stampede |
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@ @ |
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We made camp along Red River |
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Watched the cattle as they bedded down |
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Back at the wagons, right after supper |
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We spread our bedrolls on the ground |
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And me and Willie, we took the night guard |
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And the sage never smelled so sweet |
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The prairie moon, was blazin' silver |
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No chance tonight for a stampede |
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Way over yonder, off in the distance |
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Towards the mountains there in the west |
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Did I see lightnin', did I hear thunder |
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My mind is weary, I could use some rest |
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Then all at once, the wind shifts directions |
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The clouds roll in behind the tumbleweeds |
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These longhorn cattle, are gettin' restless |
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God help us all, if they stampede |
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Smell the rain, hear the thunder |
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The midnight sky, turns black as death |
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The lightnin' crashes, smell the sulphur |
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It's rank and strong, it's Satan's breath |
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The cattle rise up, and go to runnin' |
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I spur my pony on and take the lead |
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And across the herd, I can hear Willie yellin' |
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Hey Stampede! |
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Dust clouds rise, as the rain falls |
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They mix together, turn the air to mud |
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I feel the longhorns brush against me |
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And I can feel the demons racin' through my blood |
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Then all at once, my pony stumbles |
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We hit the ground, I rise up to my knees |
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In a flash of light, I can see the cattle comin' |
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Lord I know I'm gonna die in this stampede |
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Then I awake, and I look around me |
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I'm in my bedroll and I'm layin' on the ground |
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Over there's the wagon, and there's the campfire |
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I was only dreamin', but what's that sound? |
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Then I feel the earth tremble underneath me |
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As the midnight sky begins to bleed |
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And from the blackness I can hear Willie yellin' |
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Hey Stampede |