| In the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
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| They had to carry away that brave young man
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| A little part of every heart of every rodeo fan
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| Died there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
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| Lookin' back it doesn’t seem so long ago
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| He was bigger than life, God rest his soul
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| Why he died that day is hard to understand
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| Right there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
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| So tip your hat to the cowboy every once in a while
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| And take time to remember that cowboy’s smile
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| A little part of every heart of every rodeo fan
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| Died there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
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| Gold buckles on a shelf collecting dust
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| Still his memory shines inside of all of us
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| Some miss their hero, some miss their friend
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| His mom and daddy long to see their little boy again
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| So tip your hat to the cowboy every once in a while
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| And take time to remember that cowboy’s smile
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| A little part of every heart of every rodeo fan
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| Died there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
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| In the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
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| They had to carry away that brave young man
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| If your washed in the blood someday you’ll see him again
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| It won’t be in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne |