Cry Stampede

The night was a-blaze with the heavenly fire
Of lightnin', wind, and rain
And the sound of thunder is spookin' the herd
And I fear there’ll be a stampede
The cattle are starting to mill around
Their bellows strike fear in my heart
I know if the stom lasts very much longer
There’s bound to be a stampede
«Stampede!» (echo: «stampede!»)
Cry «Stampede!» (cry «stampede!»)
The thing that a cowboy fears the most
Is «Stampede!»
As I sit in the saddle, the night’s wearin' on
And the storm is lingering still
The lightnin’s glare on the restless herd
Makes it seem like a sea’s angry swell
Then, all of a sudden, a bolt of fire
Strikes the tree where my pony stands
As I fall to the ground, I can hear the sound
Of a drover yellin' «Stampede!»
«Stampede!» (echo: «stampede!»)
Cry «Stampede!» (cry «stampede!»)
The thing that a cowboy fears the most
Is «Stampede!»
For a moment I lay in the mud half dazed
I could hear the herd bearin' down
And I crawled in a ditch where a tree came to rest
And I crouched between it and the ground
It seems like a miracle of God’s hand
It’s over and I’m still alive
And I thank the «Trail Boss» up in the sky
For sparin' me from the stampede
«Stampede!» (echo: «stampede!»)
Cry «Stampede!» (cry «stampede!»)
The thing that a cowboy fears the most
Is «Stampede!»