Cattle Crossing

Flying down a skinny Backroad at night
Then my heart takes flight
Black limousine  
Almost unseen
Cattle crossing
Try not to scream
And slam on the break
Who's mistake
Left open the gate
Better call the law
After I call papaw
And tell him to holler
At the neighbor
To come get that heifer
Before her calf  
Comes along
Because it won't be long
And half of the herd
Will be out of the pasture  
What a disaster  
A cattle crossing can be
Some folks would rather  
Swerve and hit a tree
Than to run broadside
Of a cow in the night
I can't stand the thought  
Of the sight that I've seen
Too many times to believe  
Cattle crossing the street And no time to think  
About what you had
The very last time  
You ate dinner  
A big greasy hamburger  
Dang, that ain't right  
But it ain't wrong either  
It's just another  
Typical night in the sticks
For a few of us rednecks
Hillbillies and hicks  
Out late at night  
Getting our kicks
Down long gravel roads
Where you wouldn't go
Afraid to hear banjos  
And God only knows
What else you imagine  
Goes on in our cabins
Way back in the trees
Better get on your knees  
And pray you don't see
What can happen
At cattle crossings