Cheyenne

I'm no stranger to the road of broken dreams Yeah, Lord knows it's hard to love a guy like me I'm the smoke too high and drink too drunk type So tell me baby, what in the hell did I do right To get to call you mine? Cheyenne, loving you is like thunder when it rides that lightning Like a hurricane wind, a tornado pulling me in That girl no man or cowboy can deny Oh my Cheyenne I'm a little less water, a little more Jack And my heart has scars to match these calloused hands There's been a few times you should've said goodbye But I thank God you gave me one last second go to hold you tonight Cheyenne, loving you is like thunder when it rides that lightning Like a hurricane wind, a tornado pulling me in That girl no man or cowboy can deny Oh my Cheyenne Oh my Cheyenne Cheyenne, loving you is like thunder when it rides that lightning Like a hurricane wind, a tornado pulling me in That girl no man or cowboy can deny That girl no man or cowboy can deny Oh my Cheyenne Oh my Cheyenne Cheyenne