old cheyenne

i pulled out

in a dusty cloud

on a hot night in july

with big tears rollin down

she waved goodbye

just out of my teens

with foolish dreams

and big stars in my eyes

and now i've had a million second thoughts

on what i left behind

i wonder what she's doing

back in old cheyenne

does she ever dream of me

and how we might of been

looking back love in the palm of my hand

i had it all back in old cheyenne

i know for sure that buckle of gold

it never came to me

i'm far from the hero i thought i'd be

a rolling stone in the rodeo

it's not what i had in mind

and now there's more than these old broken bones

breaking here tonight

i wonder what she's doing

back in old cheyenne

does she ever dream of me

and how we might of been

looking back i was such a fool

i held her love in the palm of my hand

i had it all back in old cheyenne

i'm bluer than the rocky mountains

lonesome as a northern wind

and what i'd give to hold her once again

i wonder what she's doing

back in old cheyenne

does she ever dream of me

and how we might of been

looking back i was such a fool

i held her love in the palm of my hand

i had it all back in old cheyenne