I pulled out in a dusty cloud on a hot night in July   With big tears rollin' down she waved goodbye   Just out of my teens with foolish dreams and big stars in my eyes   And now I've had a million second thoughts of what I left behind      I wonder what she's doin' back in old Cheyenne   Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been?   Looking back I was such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand   I had it all back in old Cheyenne      That final show, that buckle of gold, it never came to me   I'm far from the hero I thought I'd be   A rollin' stone in the rodeo that's not what I had in mind   And now there's more than these old broken bones breakin' here tonight      I wonder what she's doin' back in old Cheyenne   Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been   Looking back I was such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand   I had it all back in old Cheyenne      I'm bluer than the Rocky Mountains   Lonesome as a northern wind   And what I'd give to hold her once again      I wonder what she's doin' back in old Cheyenne   Does she ever dream of me and how it might have been   Looking back I was such a fool, I held her love in the palm of my hand   I had it all back in old Cheyenne