Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

She was painting a picture of slum life 

When the cowboy came limping by 

Wearing tattered old boots with one sole gone 

And a far away look in his eye 

Well he watched for a while as she painted 

And then he said, "Mama, you surely paint well" 

Yes, you got all this on your canvas 

The dirt the squalor and the hell 

Well she asked to paint him in the setting 

Ah, but he shook his head slowly and low 

He said, "Naw, I won't fit your picture 

Unless you can paint me back home" 

Can you paint me back home in Wyoming 

Riding free 'neath the big sky above 

Free as the wind on the prairie 

Out in the hills that I love 

I long to get back to 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 

Well I never claimed this festered city 

You know I was raised on a ranch out in the west 

I spent my young years bustin' horses 

And boy they said, I could ride with the best 

So I came here to Madison Square Garden 

To ride in the big rodeo 

Ah, but I got stepped on and all crippled up 

And chute bronc bustin' is all I know 

Ah, boy if I could just get back to Wyoming 

I wouldn't feel so alone 

Ah, but the pain is too much for the roamin' 

So please can you paint me back home 

Can you paint me back home in Wyoming 

Riding free neath the big sky above 

Free as the wind on the prairie 

Out in the hills that I love 

I long to get back to 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