GOODBYE OLD PAINT
Michael Martin Murphey
Cheyenne, Cheyenne, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;
Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne.
My foot's in the stirrup, my rein in my hand
I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne, I'm off to Montan'
Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;
My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay
My wagon is loaded and rolling away.
We ride all day ītill the sunīs going down
Iīm gonna be glad to get out of this town.
(Contributed by Sören Sjögren - April 2002)