stampede
Singer:cash, johnny
we made camp along red river
watched the cattle as they bedded down
we spread our bedrolls on the ground
and the sage never smelled so sweet
no chance tonight for a stampede
towards the mountains there in the west
the wind shifts directions
the clouds roll in behind the tumbleweeds
i spur my pony on and take the lead
i can hear willie yellin'
i feel the longhorns brush against me
and i can feel the demons racin' through my blood
i can see the cattle comin'
lord i know i'm gonna die in this stampede
i'm in my bedroll and i'm layin' on the ground
then i feel the earth tremble underneath me
as the midnight sky begins to bleed
and from the blackness i can hear willie yellin'