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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris LeDoux
Chris LeDoux
Performer
Mike Brignardello
Mike Brignardello
Bass
Larry Byrom
Larry Byrom
Acoustic Guitar
John Jorgensen
John Jorgensen
Electric Guitar
Hargus Robbins
Hargus Robbins
Piano
Steve Turner
Steve Turner
Drums
Billy Livsey
Billy Livsey
Hammond Organ
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
Sam Bacco
Sam Bacco
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris LeDoux
Chris LeDoux
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gregg Brown
Gregg Brown
Producer
Justin Neibank
Justin Neibank
Mixing Engineer
Chris Davie
Chris Davie
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Glenn Meadows
Glenn Meadows
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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"
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