| Well, I'm weary and tired, I’ve done my day’s ridin'
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| Nightime is rollin my way
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| The sky’s all on fire and the light’s slowly fadin'
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| Peaceful and still ends the day
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| Out on the trail nightbirds are callin'
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| Singin’their wild melody
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| Down in the canyon cottonwood whispers
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| A song of Wyoming for me Well I’ve wandered around the town and the city
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| Tried to figure the how and the why
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| Well, I stopped all my schemin', I’m just driftin’and dreamin'
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| Watching the river roll by Here comes that big old prarie moon risin'
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| Shinin’down bright as can be Up on the hill there’s a coyote singin'
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| A song of Wyoming for me Now it’s whiskey and tobacco and bitter black coffee
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| But wakin’up on the range, Lord I feel like an angel
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| Free like I almost could fly
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| Drift like a cloud out over the badlands
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| Sing like a bird in the tree
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| The wind in the sage sounds like heaven singin'
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| A song of Wyoming for me A song of Wyoming for me |