Chris Ledoux

We made camp along red river
Watched the cattle as they bedded down
Back at the wagons, right after supper
Spread our bedrolls on the ground
And me and willie, we took the night guard
And the sage never smelled so sweet
The prairie moon, was blazin silver
No chance tonight for a stampede
Way over yonder, off in the distance
Towards the mountains there in the west
Did I see lightnin, did I hear thunder
The mind is weary, I could use some rest
Then all at once, the wind shifts directions
The clouds roll in behind the tumbleweeds
Those longhorn cattle, are gettin restless
God help us all, if they stampede
Smell the rain, hear the thunder
The midnight sky, turns black as death
The lightnin crashes, smell the sulphur
Its rank and strong, as satans breath