the night was a blaze with the 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 stom lasts very much longer there s bound to be a stampede stampede cry stampede the thing that a cowboy fears the most is stampede as i sit in the saddle the night s wearin on and the storm is lingering still the lightnin s glare on the restless herd makes 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 