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My Sweet Wyoming
by Staines
There's a silence on the
a man can't help but feel;
There a growing longer now,
And at my heels.
For I know soon that old four-lane
runs beneath my wheels
Will me home to my sweet Wyoming home.
I headed down the road last
a few old friends of mine.
all hit the money, Lord,
I didn't a time.
The entrance fees they my dough,
And the took my time,
And now I'm headed home to my sweet home.
Cho: Watch the moon in the sky
And hum a tune, a lullaby.
A wind, an old coyotes cry
A of home, my sweet Wyoming home.

Well, the rounders they all wish you
When they know in a jam.
But your money's on the bull,
And he give a damn.
there's shows in all the cities,
The cities turn your to clay;
It takes all a man can
to try and get away.
And the I'm used to hearin'
the kind the jukebox plays,
And now I'm headed home to my Wyoming home.
Cho.
You know I've always the ridin',
ain't nothin' quite the same,
And another may bring the luck
Of all the game.
a magpie on the fencerail,
And callin' out my name,
And he me home to my sweet Wyoming home.
Cho.