Letra de Old Cheyenne - Joe Nichols
Letra de canci�n de Old Cheyenne de Joe Nichols lyrics
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 thought of what I left behind
I wonder what she's doing back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been
Looking back I'm such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne
The final show that buckle of gold never came to me
I'm far from the hero I'd thought I'd be
A rolling stone in the rodeo is not what I had in mind
And now there's more than these old broken bones breakin' here tonight
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I wonder what she's doing back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been
Looking back I'm such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne
I'm bluer than the Rocky Mountains, lonesome as a northern wind
And what I'd give to hold her once again
I wonder what she's doing back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been
Looking back I'm such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne
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 thought of what I left behind
I wonder what she's doing back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been
Looking back I'm such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne
The final show that buckle of gold never came to me
I'm far from the hero I'd thought I'd be
A rolling stone in the rodeo is not what I had in mind
And now there's more than these old broken bones breakin' here tonight
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I wonder what she's doing back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been
Looking back I'm such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne
I'm bluer than the Rocky Mountains, lonesome as a northern wind
And what I'd give to hold her once again
I wonder what she's doing back in Old Cheyenne
Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been
Looking back I'm such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand
I had it all back in Old Cheyenne