Sweet Wyoming Home Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

There's a silence on the prairie that a man can't help but feel 

Shadows growin' longer now, nippin' at my heels 

I know that soon that old four-lane that runs beneath my wheels 

Will take me home to my sweet Wyoming home 

I headed down the road last summer with a few good friends of mine 

They all hit the money, Lord, I didnt make a dime 

The entry fees they took my dough, the travlin took my time 

And Im headed 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 home 

Now the rounders they all wish you luck 

When they know youre in a jam 

But your moneys ridin on the bull 

And he dont give a damn 

Well, theres shows in all the cities, cities turn your heart to clay 

Takes all a man can muster just to try and get away 

The songs Im used to hearin, aint the kind the jukebox play 

And Im headed home to my sweet Wyoming home 

Well, Ive always loved the ridin, there aint nothin' quite the same 

Another year might bring me luck, win in another game 

But theres a magpie on a fence rail thats callin out my name 

And he calls me 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 home 

Its a song of home 

Sweet Wyoming home