Chris Ledoux Photo Finish Lyrics

Photo Finish Lyrics

At seven this mornin' I got on the horn and said to hold my bronc

as long as you can

My car broke down in Billings and they just got it put together

I'll be photo finishing into old Cheyenne.



Well here I am in Sheridan and it's 9 o'clock in the morning

and times a going fast

I just pulled 'er over had some coffee and a doughnut and I bought the

car 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
there

By God now what's that I hear is it a siren

Sure enough he got me on his radar

He pulled up behind me and turned on those flashing lights a sign that

I knew meant to pull her over

So I stomped on my brakes and as skidded to a halt I wiped out three

reflector posts along the shoulder.



He got out of his car and was a walkin' real slow, so I jumped out and

met 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's 

shakin' it just might go off. He put up the gun as I explained my situation

he listened to my story and he coughed.

He wrote me out a ticket that seemed to take forever, I took it as I headed

for my car.

That cop he hollered out at me and said "Hey cowboy you better slow down

cause you can't outrun this radar"



As I rolled on down the road I was a cursin' and a swearin' about the

ticket that I had just acquired, I wondered if I oughtta pay it or throw

it out the window, hell I might just set the damn thing afire.



So I gunned it once again and was traveling down the highway

with the gas pedal mashed to the floor

When I came around a curve and right there in the highway there's 

more 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
through

the herd.

When I open up my eyes again there's a sheep on the fender, and

that herders saying some mighty awful words.



The sweats a drippin' off my brow as I barrell through ole Wheatland

I'm a nervous wreck and I must be a sight, the flies inside this ole car

are 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 minutes

I 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 a 

nit wit with a weekend badge. He's standing by the gate and as I 

slide 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 the

chute and I'm late. He says I need to get a pass from the secretary

my 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 repeat

that once again, so I whacked him in the mouth and I left him lying there

on his back kicking in the sand.



I got there just in time to see my bronc come runnin out his head and tail 

held way up high I swear he looked right straight at me, grinned and

gave a horse laugh, and me I just stood there and cried.



I stood there feelin helpless and purely dumbfounded, I looked and what did

I see three highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip and they were 

all a lookin back at me



Sittin' in this cell now I've done a lot of thinkin' about that 

wild ride I made a month ago, I'm sorry that I'm in this rotten situation

If 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.