Chris Ledoux - Photo Finish Lyrics
At seven this mornin' I got on the horn and said to hold my broncas long as you canMy car broke down in Billings and they just got it put togetherI'll be photo finishing into old Cheyenne.Well here I am in Sheridan and it's 9 o'clock in the morningand times a going fastI just pulled 'er over had some coffee and a doughnut and I bought thecar a brand new tank of gas.Well I don't know if I'm gonna make it's 9:15, I'll be lucky if I ever get thereBy God now what's that I hear is it a sirenSure enough he got me on his radarHe pulled up behind me and turned on those flashing lights a sign thatI knew meant to pull her overSo I stomped on my brakes and as skidded to a halt I wiped out threereflector posts along the shoulder.He got out of his car and was a walkin' real slow, so I jumped out andmet him half way, He jerked out his gun and said "Mister are you crazy?I ain't never seen nobody drive that way."I told him take it easy and he could put up that cannon the way he'sshakin' it just might go off. He put up the gun as I explained my situationhe listened to my story and he coughed.He wrote me out a ticket that seemed to take forever, I took it as I headedfor my car.That cop he hollered out at me and said "Hey cowboy you better slow downcause you can't outrun this radar"As I rolled on down the road I was a cursin' and a swearin' about theticket that I had just acquired, I wondered if I oughtta pay it or throwit out the window, hell I might just set the damn thing afire.So I gunned it once again and was traveling down the highwaywith the gas pedal mashed to the floorWhen I came around a curve and right there in the highway there'smore damn sheep than I've ever seen before.I'm going to fast to ever stop so I just close my eyes as the car rolls on throughthe herd.When I open up my eyes again there's a sheep on the fender, andthat herders saying some mighty awful words.The sweats a drippin' off my brow as I barrell through ole WheatlandI'm a nervous wreck and I must be a sight, the flies inside this ole carare buzzing all around me, guess my 24 hour deodorant quit last night.60 50 40 30 20 miles more the rodeo starts in another 18 minutesI pull in through the main gates I hear the anthem playin'I can't believeit, thank God I finally made it.There's only one more obstacle that's standing in my way, it's anit wit with a weekend badge. He's standing by the gate and as Islide her to a halt he says "Where in the hell you going so doggone fast?"I tell him that I'm entered and I got time to talk, my horse is in thechute and I'm late. He says I need to get a pass from the secretarymy eyes get red my heart fills up with hate.I yell you dirty so and so you better let me through, he asked if I'd repeatthat once again, so I whacked him in the mouth and I left him lying thereon his back kicking in the sand.I got there just in time to see my bronc come runnin out his head and tailheld way up high I swear he looked right straight at me, grinned andgave a horse laugh, and me I just stood there and cried.I stood there feelin helpless and purely dumbfounded, I looked and what didI see three highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip and they wereall a lookin back at meSittin' in this cell now I've done a lot of thinkin' about thatwild ride I made a month ago, I'm sorry that I'm in this rotten situationIf I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow,If I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow.
