Lyrics:

Tonight, it's mighty lonesome out here on the road
Pickin' this old guitar, a thousand miles from home
Tonight, the songs I'm singin' Lord, they nearly make me cry
Take me back to old Wyoming and the lady with the emerald eyes
Take me back to old Wyoming, I've been away too long
I want to hear the meadow lark singin' this cowboy's favorite song
I want to saddle up old paint and just ride him out across the hills
I belong in old Wyoming and I reckon that I always will

Every time that I pack my suitcase, it gets harder to drive away
The look I see in my little girls eyes is as beggin' me to stay
And I get that lonesome feeling before I'm even gone
But with every day that passes, I'm gettin' closer to goin' home
Take me back to old Wyoming, I've been away too long
I want to hear the meadow lark singin' this cowboy's favorite song
I want to saddle up old paint and just ride him out across the hills
I belong in old Wyoming and I reckon that I always will
I belong in old Wyoming and I reckon that I always will