Her telephone rang

'Bout a quarter to nine

She heard his voice

On the other end of the line

She wondered what

Was wrong this time

She never knew what

His calls might bring

With a cowboy like him

It could be anythin'

And she always expected the worst

In the back of her mind

He said

It's cold out here and I'm all alone

Didn't make the short go again

And I'm comin' 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 somethin' wrong

She said

Don't bother comin' home

By the time you get here

I'll be long gone

There's somebody new and

He sure ain't no rodeo man

He 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

He left that phone danglin' off the hook

Then slowly turned around

And gave it one last look

Then he just walked away

He aimed his truck toward

That 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' home

By the time you get here

I'll be long gone

There's somebody new and

He sure ain't no rodeo man

He 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 anythin'

And she always expected the worst

In the back of her mind