Song Length |
6:04 |
Genre |
Folk - General |
Lyrics
Watching Wyoming
Copyright Chuck Suchy 2003
Sitting in velvet, riding on steel
thoughts of my mother, turns of the wheel.
My sisters are driving, talking like hell
two generations, two stories to tell.
Deep in the back seat, my head to the glass
watching Wyoming rolling past.
Watching Wyoming rolling by
Watching Wyoming tear in my eye
A scene from forever, tapering sky
Watching Wyoming rolling by.
Doctor said maybe, we drive through the night
maybe we?d make it for mother?s last light.
Wild wild horses beckoning me
to run like the devil but momma needs me.
Eleven years later momma is fine
Outliving doctors at eighty and nine.
Christmas at Daytons, waiting in line
Watchin Wyoming in my mind.
Watching Wyoming??