burns the night set me free The sky its line and this run And i cry out Wyoming My boots my pride and my gun And i cry out Wyoming Out here will i
Read, learn, love, hate, fist, fuck, remember, rape Flesh, burn, scar, murder, innocent, cry, laugh Face, smash, kill the smile, bones broken Wounds heal
'm singin', Lord, they nearly make me cry Take me back to old Wyoming and the lady with the emerald eyes Take me back to old Wyoming, I've been away
them pretty gals down in Tennessee You can sing your song about that Yellow Rose of Texas But the one by the Powder River that runs through old Kaycee That Wyoming
home to my sweet Wyoming home Watch the moon Smilin' in the sky, hum a tune Prairie lullaby, hear the wind And old coyotes, cry a song of home Sweet Wyoming
There she goes to Wyoming. College brings a new life: date rape, jocks, Phish, pot and parties. Was it a let-down when you found out there were thousands
Wyoming And I've hoped all these years that I can Please paint me back home on your canvas Paint me back in Wyoming again Paint me back in Wyoming again
like a cloud out over the badlands Sing like a bird in the tree The wind through the sage sounds like Heaven singin' A song of Wyoming for me A song of Wyoming
planning it for years Name of this song is (pardon me), poofters froth, wyoming, plans ahead. Poofters froth, wyoming, March eleven sixty-seven Take
a cloud and out over the badlands Sing like a bird in the tree The wind in the sage, sounds like Heaven singin? A song of Wyoming for me, a song of Wyoming
out there that I don't have Baby, why Wyoming, for another day, then one more? Do you think you'll ever find what you're lookin' for? Tell me why Wyoming
there are no lyrics to this song.
that I don't have Chorus (So) Baby, why Wyoming, for another day and then one more Do you think you'll ever find what you're lookin' for Tell me why Wyoming
I know I'll be comin' back again 'Cause all I am and all I ever hope to be Is somewhere in that Wyoming wind Somewhere in that Wyoming wind
strong Chorus: And those big winds still blow across Wyoming To old cowboys, it's all they've ever known How those big winds still blow across Wyoming
burns the night set me free The sky its line and this run And I cry out Wyoming My boots my pride and my gun And I cry out Wyoming Out here will I
read. learn. love. hate. fist. fuck. remember. rape. flesh. burn. scar. murder. innocent. cry. laugh. face. smash. kill the smile. bones. broken. wound
Poofter's Froth, Wyoming March Eleven Sixty-Seven Take a letter Miss Abetter As our pigeons Will be homing To our jobbers in Dakota And to Merwyn, Minnesota
