George Strait - I Can Still Make Cheyenne Lyrics
Her telephone rang bout a quarter to nineShe heard his voice on the other end of the lineShe wondered what was wrong this timeShe never knew what his calls might bringWith a cowboy like him it could be anythingAnd she always expected the worst in the back of her mind.He said, its cold out here and Im all alone,I didnt make the short go again and Im coming home.I know Ive been away too long.I never got a chance to write or callAnd I know this rodeo has been hard on us allBut Ill be home soon and honey is there something wrong?Chorus:She said, dont bother comin home.By the time you get here Ill be long gone.Theres somebody new and he sure aint no rodeo man.He said, Im sorry its come down to this.Theres so much about you that Im gonna miss.But its alright baby, if I hurry I can still make cheyenne.Gotta go now baby, if I hurry I can still make cheyenne.He left that phone danglin off the hookThen slowly turned around and gave it one last lookThen he just walked awayHe aimed his truck toward that wyoming lineWith a little luck he could still get there in timeAnd in that cheyenne wind he could still hear her say.Repeat chorus
