We Are Wyoming
We Are Wyoming

In the early days
We were sand on the floor
We were towels on the chair
Swallows in the air

But now, now
We’re open road

In the days before
We were green window light
We could hear the ocean waves on colder nights

But now, now
We’re open road
We’re Wyoming
We don’t know

And what comes after
Is open wide
But here we are, side by side
Move through Cheyenne,
Pappy was born here
Baby, new days drift in here

But now, now
We’re open road
We’re Wyoming
We don’t know,
We move slow,
We don’t know

Copyright 2005 Redbuttons Records
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