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MY SWEET WYOMING HOME (Bill Staines) There's a silence on the prairie that a man can't help but feel There's a shadow growing longer now, a-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 old friends of mine The all hit the money, Lord, I didn't make a dime The entrance fees they took my dough, the traveling took my time And I'm headed home to my sweet Wyoming home CHORUS: Watch the moon smiling in the sky And hum a tune, a prairie lullaby Peaceful winds, an old coyote's cry A song of home, my sweet Wyoming home BRIDGE: The rounders they all wish you luck when they know you're in a jam But your money's riding on the bull, and he don't give a damn There's the shows in all the cities, but cities turn your heart to clay It takes all a man can muster just to try and get away The songs I'm used to hearing, they ain't the kind the jukebox plays And I'm headed home to my sweet Wyoming home (CHO) Now I've always loved the riding, there ain't nothing quite the same An another year may bring the luck, the winning of the game But there's a magpie on the fence rail, and he's calling out my name And he calls me home to my sweet Wyoming home (CHO) Copyright Bill Staines filename[ WYOMHOM TUNE FILE: WYOMHOM CLICK TO PLAY MC |
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