Listen closely to me now my darlin' girl There's one who's out to have you An jus his breath will burn your curls Don't you fret You needn't bother Don't you fret Here comes the father yet Whatcha doin' up atop my roof Creepin' cross them shingles You 'bout scared me half to death girl What's your name Ruthie Lingle Oye I heard your talkin' That little Jesus geek Need a good ass good ass clockin' Oye I seen your mockin' Don't you dare boy - think my Lord Hath done forgotten No I beseech thee Lord clear my head Before once again I scar the soul of that girl in my bed O Lord clear my bed For once again I scar the soul of that girl in my head

We made camp along Red River Watch the cattle as they bedded down Back at the wagons right after supper Spreaded bed rolls on the ground Me and Willie, we took the night guard And the sage never smelled so sweet The prairie moon was blazing silver No chance tonight for a stampede We rode Yonder off in the distance Towards the mountains there in the west Then I see lightening and I hear thunder My mind is weary, I could use some rest Then all at once the wind shifts directions The clouds roll in behind the tumble weeds These longhorn cattle are getting restless God help us all if they stampede Smell the rain and hear the thunder The midnight sky turns black as death Lightening crashes, smell the sulfur It's rank and strong as Satan's breath The cattle rise up and go runnin' I spur my pony on to take a lead And across the heard I can hear Willie yelling "Hey stampede" Dust clouds rise as the rain falls They mix together, turn the air to mud I feel the long horns brush against me And I can feel the demons racing through my blood Then all at once, my pony stumbles We hit the ground, I rise up to my knees In a flash a light I can see the cattle coming Lord I know I'm gonna die in this stampede Then I wait and I look around me I'm in my bed roll and I'm laying on the ground Over there's a wagon and there's the campfire I was only dreaming but what's that sound? Then I feel the earth tremble underneath me As the midnight sky begins to bleed And from the blackness I can hear Willie yelling "Hey stampede"

I was a new kid on the circuit, gold buckles in my eyes But the horse I drew was plenty rank, much to my surprise I did a double backflip, and landed on my head This old cowboy limped out in the arena, leaned over me, and said "You gotta cowboy up when you get throwed down Get right back in the saddle as soon as you hit the ground You've heard that the tough get going when the going gets tough Around here, what we say is, boy, you better cowboy up" By the end of my last season, they said I was among the best So I proudly called a girl back home, hopin' she would be impressed But her mama said she married a guy that I used to call my friend But before the first tear could fall, these words came back again You gotta cowboy up when you get throwed down Get right back in the saddle as soon as you hit the ground You've heard that the tough get going when the going gets tough Around here, what we say is, boy, you better cowboy up Well, it's not an easy lesson to learn in life and love But it's the only way to go whenever you bite the dust You gotta cowboy up when you get throwed down Get right back in the saddle as soon as you hit the ground You've heard that the tough get going when the going gets tough Around here, what we say is, boy, you better cowboy up Around here, what we say is, boy, you better cowboy up