Lyrics:
There is water in Wyoming.
I am waiting on a call back.
I got way more in me than that summer I caught mono.
It didn't matter, no.
I never got with
an object
But I just wanna tell you
That I'm all about that farm life in Wyoming
And live our rustic fantasy
And I know you want this all the time
But you
affecting your life
Fuck Louisiana
And both of the Dakotas
Fuck you too Wyoming
And the assholes known as SCOTUS
Fuck Louisiana
And both of the Dakotas
Fuck
it's a slice of hell
You threw your dreams in a carpetbag
But you fooled yourself and no one else
Oh Wyoming
Oh Wyoming
I want to love
I want to live
I
laisse-moi juste deux minutes
On fera tout pareil comme au Wyoming
Hun hun hun
Oh baby, tu sais pour de vrai, faut qu'on maille vite
J'suis prêt à tout mais
against me
The Days are as long as the road
Neck burns the night set me free
The sky its line and this run
And I cry out Wyoming
My boots my pride and my
to run
And the winds of Wyoming blow cold and hard, across the hills big and empty as the sky
Just when it feels like the world's about to end
Late
The sun went up Red and glooming?
Spread heat and light and dust All over Wyoming There
she went for ever and ever While I'm standing here
on Never
the bonedust of a plan, but ends in a slow roll
With the skull of a wyoming bull on the grill of a rented minivan.
Three things: 1) you lose people in life,
Wyoming (who from Wyoming, yeah)
She from VA, but I booked her a flight, brought her to Eastlake, EA
Why go out the country get a foreign? She from Oregon
Wyoming line
With a little luck he could still get there in time
And in that Cheyenne wind he could still hear her say
She said, don't bother comin'
There is a boy up in northwest Wyoming, I'm told that Johnny's his name
I got a letter from his mama this morning, she said this is my boy and your
everything
Market crashes, mood swings
Busted my lip for nothing
Personal hell, Wyoming
Cake at the municipal pool
My therapist and my high school
years, I'ma be a big homie
(Big homie)
Gotta thank God for the folks that know me
(That know me)
Just left Maine, on the way to Wyoming
(Wyoming)
Been
Starting Over, Starting Over (yeah)
Starting Over, Starting Over
Drove south down through Wyoming
Why am I always roaming?
Never find where my home
of Lincoln, Nebraska
With a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry
For
heart is bleeding
You don't want to hear the news
She packed her bags
And with a Wyoming County Real Estate man
She went down to Tampa
In
Long long ago in old Wyoming lived a maid
Fair as the sweetest flower bloomin' in the shade
She loved a bandit bold who roamed the prairie o'er
of Lincoln, Nebraska
With a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry
For
heart is bleeding
You don't want to hear the news
She packed her bags
And with a Wyoming County Real Estate man
She went down to Tampa
In
on Monday to fix the door and patch the wall
They say she just went crazy the night she got the call
He was up in Wyoming and drew a bull no man could
the place for me
Got a gal out in Wyoming and a gal in Tennessee
One thing they got in common they want no part of me
Oh a girl here on earth is more trouble
on Monday to fix the door and patch the wall
They say she just went crazy the night she got the call
He was up in Wyoming and drew a bull no man could
bit too much
Like Wyoming
I sued Neiman Marcus
'Cause they put up their Christmas decorations
Way out of season
I sued Ben Affleck
Aw, do I even need
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