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There's a silence on the prairie that a man can't help but feel Shadows growin' longer now, nippin' at my heels I know that soon that old four-lane that runs beneath my wheels Will take me home to my sweet Wyoming home I headed down the road last summer with a few good friends of mine They all hit the money, Lord, I didnt make a dime The entry fees they took my dough, the travlin took my time And Im headed home to my sweet Wyoming home Watch the moon Smilin' in the sky, hum a tune Prairie lullaby, hear the wind And old coyotes, cry a song of home Sweet Wyoming home Now the rounders they all wish you luck When they know youre in a jam But your moneys ridin on the bull And he dont give a damn Well, theres shows in all the cities, cities turn your heart to clay Takes all a man can muster just to try and get away The songs Im used to hearin, aint the kind the jukebox play And Im headed home to my sweet Wyoming home Well, Ive always loved the ridin, there aint nothin' quite the same Another year might bring me luck, win in another game But theres a magpie on a fence rail thats callin out my name And he calls me home to my sweet Wyoming home Watch the moon Smilin' in the sky, hum a tune Prairie lullaby, hear the wind And old coyotes, cry a song of home Sweet Wyoming home Its a song of home Sweet Wyoming home