Old Cheyenne — текст песни (Joe Nichols)

I pulled out
in a dusty cloud
on a hot night in July
With big tears rolling down
she waved goodbye

Just out of my teens
with foolish dreams
and big stars in my eyes
And now I`ve had a million second thoughts
on what I left behind

Chorus:
I wonder what she`s doing
back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me
and how we might of been
Looking back I was such a fool
I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne

I know for sure that buckle of gold
it never came to me
I`m far from the hero I thought I`d be
A rolling stone in the rodeo
it`s not what I had in mind
And now there`s more than these old broken bones
breaking here tonight

Chorus

I`m bluer than the Rocky Mountains
Lonesome as a northern wind
And what I`d give to hold her once again

Chorus