The least populated state, think cowboys. I was trying to evoke the sparse open wilderness.

Listen here.

North west of nowhere

Driving to a place that I don’t know

I pay for gas with my guitar

A North Dakota wind cuts through

The windshield of my car

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But when it’s cold I have a warm place

In back reaches of my mind

I am travelling, she is waiting

In our home I left behind

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Oh Wyoming

You call me back

Oh yeah Wyoming

I’m gonna pack

I don’t wanna drive forever

My heart is in Wyoming

And you know I’m coming back

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I watch with dry dusty eyes

The sun going down

To where it shines on her

I can’t deal it, only steal it,

I know she can feel it

That moment when our spirits stir

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Oh Wyoming

You call me back

Oh yeah Wyoming

I’m gonna pack

I don’t wanna drive forever

My heart is in Wyoming

And you know I’m coming back

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Its not a wasted odyssey

It’s a dream that haunted me

Wyoming is my home

I’m lonely on my own

But she knew I had to go

Though she couldn’t follow me

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Oh Wyoming

You call me back

Oh yeah Wyoming

I’m gonna pack

I don’t wanna drive forever

My heart is in Wyoming

And you know I’m coming back

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North west of nowhere

Driving to a place that I don’t know

Ohhh, Wyooooing

Oooh Wyoming

Oooh (oooo ooo)

Wyoming

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Copyright : Rod de Lisle