I Can Still Make Cheyenne

The telephone rang 'bout a quarter to nine Heard his voice on the other end of the line And wondered what was wrong this time Never knew what his calls might bring A cowboy like him it could be anything And I always expected the worst in the back of my mind I said, "It's cold out here and I'm all alone Didn't make the short go again and I'm coming home I know I've 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 something wrong? She said, Don't bother coming home By the time you get here I'll be long gone There's somebody new and he sure ain't no rodeo man Said I'm sorry it's come down to this There's so much about you that I'm 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 I left that phone dangling off the hook Then slowly turned around and gave it one last look Then I just walked away Aimed my truck toward that Wyoming line With a little luck I could still get there in time And in that Cheyenne wind I could still hear you say She said, Don't bother coming home By the time you get here I'll be long gone There's somebody new and he sure ain't no rodeo man Said I'm sorry it's come down to this There's so much about you that I'm 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 She always expected the worst in the back of my mind