My Sweet Wyoming Home

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
And I know that soon that old four-lane that's running 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, but I didn't make a dime
The entrance fees they took my dough, the traveling took my time
Now I'm headed home to my sweet Wyoming home

Watch the moon, it's smiling in the sky
Hum a tune, a prairie lullaby
Peaceful wind, an old coyote's cry
It's a song of home, my sweet Wyoming home

Now 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

Now 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
And the songs I'm used to hearing, they ain't the kind the jukebox plays
Now I'm headed home to my sweet Wyoming home

Watch the moon, it's smiling in the sky
Hum a tune, a prairie lullaby
Peaceful wind, an old coyote's cry
It's a song of home, my sweet Wyoming home

Now I've always loved the riding, there ain't nothing quite the same
And another year may bring the luck, the winning of the game
But now there's a magpie on the fence rail, and it's calling out my name
It calls me home to my sweet Wyoming home

Watch the moon, it's smiling in the sky
Hum a tune, a prairie lullaby
Peaceful wind, an old coyote's cry
It's a song of home, my sweet Wyoming home
It's a song of home, my sweet Wyoming home