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My Sweet Wyoming Home lyrics
My Sweet Wyoming Home
by Bill Staines
There s a silence on the prairie
That a man can t help but feel;
There a shadow growing longer now,
And nipping at my heels.
For 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 old friends of mine.
They all hit the money, Lord,
I didn t make a time.
The entrance fees they took my dough,
And the travelin took my time,
And now I m headed home to my sweet Wyoming home.
Cho: Watch the moon smiling in the sky
And hum a tune, a prairie lullaby.
A peaceful wind, an old coyote?s cry
A song of home, my sweet Wyoming home.
Bridge:
Well, 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,
The cities turn your heart to clay;
It takes all a man can muster
Just to try and get away.
And the songs I m used to hearin
Ain t the kind the jukebox plays,
And now I m headed home to my sweet Wyoming home.
Cho.
You know I ve always loved the ridin ,
There ain t nothin quite the same,
And another year may bring the luck
Of winning all the game.
There s a magpie on the fencerail,
And he s callin out my name,
And he calls me home to my sweet Wyoming home.
Cho.
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