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Chris LeDoux - Sweet Wyoming Home lyrics
There's a silence on the prairie; That a man can't help but feel Shadows growing longer now; Nipping at my heels I know that soon that old four-lane; That runs beneath my wheels Will take me home; to my Sweet Wyoming Home. I headed down the road last summer; With a few good friends of mine They all hit the money, Lord; I didn’t make a dime. The entry fees they took my dough; the travlin’ took my time; And I’m headed home; to my Sweet Wyoming Home Watch the moon; smiling in the sky Hum a tune; Prairie lullaby; Hear the wind; And old coyoties cry A song of home; Sweet Wyoming Home Now the rounders they all wish you luck; When they know you’re in a jam But your money’s ridin’ on the bull; And he don’t give a damn Well there’s shows in all the cities; Cities turn your heart to clay Takes all a man can muster; Just to try and get away The songs I’m used to hearin’; Ain’t the kind the jukebox play And I’m headed home; To my Sweet Wyoming Home Interlude Well I’ve always loved the ridin’; There ain’ t nothing quite the same Another year might bring me luck; Win in another game There’s a magpie on a fencerail; That’s callin’ out my name And he calls me home, To my Sweet Wyoming Home Watch the moon; smiling in the sky Hum a tune; Prairie lullaby; Hear the wind; And old coyoties cry A song of home; Sweet Wyoming Home It’s a song of Home, Sweet Wyoming Home |
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