作词 : David Stewart/Taylor Corum
作曲 : David Stewart/Taylor Corum
He had to go.
She stayed behind.
He was the best in the world at the time.
She couldn't hold him.
Lord knows she tried.
But a rodeo man always needs one more ride.
And she sings:
"Wyoming wind,you're so much like him."
"You're wild and you're free,like that old tumbleweed."
"You've been everywhere.
You've seen everything there is to see."
"Wyoming wind,if you run across him,bring him back home to me."
This time was harder than ever before.
She longed for the sound of his key in the door.
When she got the call.
Lord it cut like a knife.
A drunk in Fort Worth had taken his life.
With his final words and his dying breath.
He said:"Scatter my ashes."
"Let the wind do the rest."
And she sings:
"Wyoming wind,you're so much like him."
"You're wild and you're free,like that old tumbleweed"
"You've been everywhere.
You've seen everything there is to see."
"Wyoming wind, if you run across him ,bring him back home to me."
"Wyoming wind, if you run across him ,bring him back home to me."
