| I’m roamin' Wyomin'
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| Dreamin' of your chestnut hair
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| And eyes of sparklin' blue
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| So I keep roamin' Wyomin'
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| And hopin' that my roamin'
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| Leads me home to you
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| I left Aberdeen
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| On a cattle drive last spring
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| I was just another hand
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| Ridin' through the old bad lands
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| There was dust and there was mud
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| There was sweat and there was blood
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| But after all this time
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| You still prey upon my mind
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| I’m roamin' Wyomin'
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| Dreamin' of your chestnut hair
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| And eyes of sparklin' blue
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| So I keep roamin' Wyomin'
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| And hopin' that my roamin'
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| Leads me home to you
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| Sleepin' on an old bed roll
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| Eatin' beans and sourdough
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| The days are lonely and they’re long
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| I’m wonderin' why I hired on
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| We round 'em up and move 'em out
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| As I point my saddle south
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| This big Wyomin' sky
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| Sure is blue and so am I
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| I keep roamin' Wyomin'
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| Dreamin' of your chestnut hair
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| And eyes of sparklin' blue
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| So I keep roamin' Wyomin'
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| And hopin' that my roamin'
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| Leads me home to you
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| I keep roamin' Wyomin'
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| And hopin' that my roamin'
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| Leads me home to you |