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1) That Wyoming wind she's a tough one my friend, she
sings like she never will end.
She rolls down the Great Divide, cross the Red Deserts
And stalks you like a long lost friend.
The water holes are far and few, you gotta take what
comes to you,
You've got to walk for days then round the bend,
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What waters are these that flow through the barrens,
A ribbon of green, how she falls,
Some call her the wine or the dew on the vine,
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But lord knows the Sweetwater calls.
2) Wild space will feed your mind, mid-day sun will
burn you blind,
Your boots will leave their story in the dust.
But the night will bring a chill and later snow I know
The seasons here ain't nothing you can trust,
Then comes the day you can't go on, but you top the
hill and start to run
There she goes a-singin' through the dust.
3) It was many years ago, o'er a hundred or so, when
the buffalo flowed like drops of rain,
Their tracks are all gone, but I still hear their song,
Mingled with this streams sweet refrain,
Down from the Wind River Range, She meets the sage and
greets the plains,
Shining like some unending flame
Just a livin' up to her name.
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