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DHer telephone rang bout a quGarter to nine DShe heard his voice on the oAther end of the liGne She wondered what was wrAong this time DShe never knew what his callsG might bring DWith a cowboy like himA, it could be anythinGg And she always expecteAd the worst In the back of her minDd Dsus4
He said, it's cold out here and Im all alone I didn't make the short go, again and Im coming home I know Ive been away too long I never got a chance to write or call And I know this rodeo has been hard on us all But I'll be home soon And honey is there somethin wrong Chorus:
GShe said, don't boAther comin homDe ByG time you geDt here I'll beA long gonGe A DThere's somebody nAew and he sure aint no Grodeo man GHe said, Im sorry Ait's come down to thDis GThere's so much abDout you that ImA gonna miGss A DBut it's alright baby AIf I hurry I can still makeG cheyenne DGotta go now baby AIf I hurry I can still make Gcheyenne
He left that phone danglin off the hook Then slowly turned around and gave it one last look Then he just walked away He aimed his truck toward that wyoming line With a little luck he could still get there in time And in that cheyenne wind he could still hear her say Chorus: She said, don't bother comin home By time you get here I'll be long gone There's somebody new and he sure aint no rodeo man He said, Im sorry it's come down to this There's so much about you that Im gonna miss But it's alright baby If I hurry I can still make cheyenne Gotta go now baby If I hurry I can still make cheyenne She never knew what his calls might bring With a cowboy like him, it could be anything And she always expected the worst In the back of her mind