COWBOY CONCUSSION
Brenn Hill - Red Cliffs Press Music (BMI)

Verse 1:
I cinched him up in the old round pen it was the first time ever ride
I felt him breathin' when I stepped in I saw the quiver in his hide
His head dropped and his hind flew up and I dug my spurs in deep
Felt my cinch slidin' off one side and a rail tie put me to sleep

Chorus:
Cowboy Concussion I was comin' of age
Bass drum percussion pounded in my head for days
And I still can't quite remember how I got myself back home
All I wanted to do was go to sleep and be alone
Cowboy Concussion

Verse 2:
T-post poundin' for summer wages I was startin' to muscle up
Stretchin' wire 10 hours a day to make a payment on a trailer and truck
I told the boss I could pound those posts through cedar roots and bedrock
The post pounder went up in the sky and then gave me one helluva headknock

Repeat Chorus

Bridge:
I remember smellin' chocolate cake and French perfume
I told the Doc that I was ok and to get the Hell out of my room

Final Verse:
Doc says now that I never should have riddin' those broncy colts
Never should've tried breakin' cedar logs with green T-posts
I can't focus or concentrate and I can't remember anyone's name
So if I act like I don't give a damn well you know what's to blame

Final Chorus