Her telephone rang
about a quarter to nine.
She heard his voice on the
other end of the line.
She wondered what was wrong this time
She never knew what
his cause might bring
With a cowboy like him it
could be anything
She always expected the wor
st in the back of her mind
He said it's cold out here
and I'm all alone
Didn't make the short go again,
and I'm coming home
I know I've been away too long
I never got a chance to write or call
And I know this rodeo's
been hard on us all
But I'll be home soon, and honey,
is there something wrong?
She said, don't bother coming home
By the time you get here,
I'll be long gone
There's somebody new and he
sure ain't no rodeo man
He said, I'm sorry it's
come down to this
There's so much about
you that I'm gonna miss
But it's alright baby,
if I hurry I can still make
Cheyenne
Gotta go now baby,
if I hurry I can still make
Cheyenne
He left that phone dangling off the hook
Then slowly turned around
and gave it one last look
And he just walked away
He aimed his truck toward that
Wyoming line
With a little luck he could
still get there in time
And in that shying wind he
could still hear her say
She said, don't bother coming home
By the time you get here,
I'll be long gone
There's somebody new and he
sure ain't no rodeo man
He said, I'm sorry it's
come down to this
There's so much about
you that I'm gonna miss
But it's alright baby,
if I hurry I can still make
Cheyenne
Gotta go now baby,
if I hurry I can still make
Cheyenne
She never knew what his
calls might bring
Well, a cowboy like him,
it could be anything
And she always expected the worst in the
back of her mind
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