| Song | Photo Finish |
| Artist | Chris LeDoux |
| Album | Gold Buckle Dreams |
| At seven this morning | |
| I got on the phone and said to hold my | |
| Bronc as long as you can | |
| My car broke down in | |
| Billings and they just got it back together | |
| I'll be photo finishing in to old | |
| Cheyenne We'll here | |
| I am in Sheridan and its 9 o'clock in the morning and times a going fast | |
| I just pulled her over had some coffee and a donut and i bought the car a brand new tank of gas | |
| Well I don't know if | |
| I'm gonna make it, its nine-fifteen | |
| I'll be lucky if i ever get there | |
| By god what it 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 pull it over | |
| So i stomped on my brakes and as i skidded to a halt, | |
| I wiped out three reflector posts along the shoulder | |
| He got outta 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 was shakin it just might go off | |
| He put up the gun as | |
| I explained my situation he listened to my story then he coughed | |
| He wrote me out a ticket, that seemed to take forever. | |
| I took it and as | |
| I headed for my car | |
| That cop he hollered after me and said 揌ey 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 swearing about the ticket that | |
| I had just acquired | |
| I wondered if i ought to pay it our just throw it out the window, but i might just set the damn thing afire | |
| So I gunned it once again and was a traveling down the highway with the gas pedal a mashed to the floor | |
| When I came around a curve and right there in the highway there was more damn sheep than | |
| I 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 opened up my eyes again there's a sheep on the fender and that sheepherder's saying some mighty awful words | |
| The sweats a drippin off my hands as | |
| I barrel through old | |
| Wheatland | |
| I'm a nervous wreck and i must be a sight | |
| The flies inside this old car are buzzin all around me. | |
| Guess my 24-hour deoderant quit last night 60 50 40 30 20 miles more the rodeo starts in another 18 minutes | |
| I pull in through the main gate and | |
| I hear the anthem playing, | |
| I can't believe it thank | |
| God I finally made it | |
| There's only one more obstacle a standing in my way. | |
| Its a nitwit with a weekend badge | |
| He standing by the gate and as | |
| I slide her to a halt, | |
| He yells where in the hell you goin so dog gone fast | |
| I tell him that | |
| I'm entered and i ain't 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 a left him lyin there on his back a kicking in the sand | |
| I got there just in time to see my | |
| Bronc come runnin out his head and tail was a held way up high | |
| I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave horse laugh and me | |
| I just stood there and cried | |
| I turned around feelin helpless and fairly dumbfounded | |
| I looked and what did | |
| I see 3 highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip and | |
| They were all a lookin right at me | |
| Sittin in the cell now | |
| I've done a lot of thinkin about that wild run | |
| 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 |
| At seven this morning | |
| I got on the phone and said to hold my | |
| Bronc as long as you can | |
| My car broke down in | |
| Billings and they just got it back together | |
| I' ll be photo finishing in to old | |
| Cheyenne We' ll here | |
| I am in Sheridan and its 9 o' clock in the morning and times a going fast | |
| I just pulled her over had some coffee and a donut and i bought the car a brand new tank of gas | |
| Well I don' t know if | |
| I' m gonna make it, its ninefifteen | |
| I' ll be lucky if i ever get there | |
| By god what it 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 pull it over | |
| So i stomped on my brakes and as i skidded to a halt, | |
| I wiped out three reflector posts along the shoulder | |
| He got outta his car and was a walkin real slow so | |
| I jumped out and met him halfway | |
| 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 was shakin it just might go off | |
| He put up the gun as | |
| I explained my situation he listened to my story then he coughed | |
| He wrote me out a ticket, that seemed to take forever. | |
| I took it and as | |
| I headed for my car | |
| That cop he hollered after me and said sāi ey 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 swearing about the ticket that | |
| I had just acquired | |
| I wondered if i ought to pay it our just throw it out the window, but i might just set the damn thing afire | |
| So I gunned it once again and was a traveling down the highway with the gas pedal a mashed to the floor | |
| When I came around a curve and right there in the highway there was more damn sheep than | |
| I 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 opened up my eyes again there' s a sheep on the fender and that sheepherder' s saying some mighty awful words | |
| The sweats a drippin off my hands as | |
| I barrel through old | |
| Wheatland | |
| I' m a nervous wreck and i must be a sight | |
| The flies inside this old car are buzzin all around me. | |
| Guess my 24hour deoderant quit last night 60 50 40 30 20 miles more the rodeo starts in another 18 minutes | |
| I pull in through the main gate and | |
| I hear the anthem playing, | |
| I can' t believe it thank | |
| God I finally made it | |
| There' s only one more obstacle a standing in my way. | |
| Its a nitwit with a weekend badge | |
| He standing by the gate and as | |
| I slide her to a halt, | |
| He yells where in the hell you goin so dog gone fast | |
| I tell him that | |
| I' m entered and i ain' t 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 a left him lyin there on his back a kicking in the sand | |
| I got there just in time to see my | |
| Bronc come runnin out his head and tail was a held way up high | |
| I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave horse laugh and me | |
| I just stood there and cried | |
| I turned around feelin helpless and fairly dumbfounded | |
| I looked and what did | |
| I see 3 highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip and | |
| They were all a lookin right at me | |
| Sittin in the cell now | |
| I' ve done a lot of thinkin about that wild run | |
| 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 |