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01. Return to Cheyenne03
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This is lyrics that Dave Wahl sent me and I wanted to see if I could come up with a melody and here is the results.
Peak #76
Peak in subgenre #12
Dave Wahl/Bonifacio Dominguez
David Wahl
December 19, 2010
MP3 11.7 MB, 320 kbps, 5:06
Story behind the song
I liked the lyrics and wanted to try and come up with a song from it. Thanks to David Wahl for giving me the opertunity to write the music. I Think it will have a good reception with the web site audiance.
Return to Cheyenne David Wahl His boss was a big rancher as good as his word He talked to his young foreman about improving the heard He said, “ride down to Denver bid on that prize bull” You might look at some heifers replace cows that we cull He was young for a foreman but he was a good hand He soon would be married to his girl Marry Anne She said, “make your stay in Denver as short as you can I will long for the moment you return to Cheyenne The stockyard at Denver had fine cattle to sell And bidders with pockets as deep as a well The bull sold too high and the hour was late When he bought some good heifers for the northward-bound freight His duty discharged he went out on the town To the taverns and bar-rooms of the wildest renown Drink numbed his discernment that knew wrong from right He succumbed when accosted by a girl of the night He had his misgivings about choosing to roam By chance he encountered someone from home On the swift wings of gossip word flew back to Cheyenne Straight to the to the ears of his sweet Mary Anne Early next morning he rode out in haste But no man can outride bad news at full pace She left him a letter in her graceful hand Saying, “I will be gone when you return to Cheyenne Vain fancy and folly proved yourself a man You kept not your word I’ll find someone who can Don’t seek and don’t follow do not ask any man And know that I will never return to Cheyenne Out west near Missoula she wed her faithful man A good wife and mother was the fair Mary Anne She looks out at the mountains as the seasons change Her ranch-house widows view the Bitterroot Range She enjoys life and its beauty as much as she anyone can And seldom or never does she think of Cheyenne I don’t seek I don’t follow I do not ask any man I know That she will never return to Cheyenne
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