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The night was ablaze with a 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 storm lasts very much longe there's bound to be a stampede
Stampede cry stampede the thing that a cowboy fears the most is stampede
As I sat in the sadle the night's wearing on and the storm is lingering still
The lightning's glare on the restless herd make 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 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 cry stampede the thing that a cowboy fears the most is stampede