WYOMING GIRL
(Chris LeDoux)


Chris LeDoux - 1975



        

I saw her for the first time when the snow was fallin' down
And, Lord, she was the cutest thing I've seen
Great big green eyes a flashin', ruby lips a smilin'
Well my heart went pitter patter and I knew it was gonna shatter
If I couldn't make that little gal my own

You can sing about your sweet Jole Blon
You can sing about them purty gals down in Tennessee
You can sing your song about that Yellow Rose of Texas
But the one by the Powder River that runs through old KC
That Wyoming girl's the only one for me

I've been around this big country
And I've seen a lot of women in my time
Well there ain't none sweeter and there ain't none better
Than this little gal that I call mine
And I thank you Lord for making her my wife

You can sing about your sweet Jole Blon, yeah
You can sing about them purty gals down in Tennessee
You can sing your song about that Yellow Rose of Texas
But the one by the Powder River that flows through old KC
That Wyoming girl's the only one for me

You can sing about your sweet Jole Blon
You can sing about them purty gals down in Tennessee
You can sing your song about the Yellow Rose of Texas
But the one by the Powder River that runs through old KC
That Wyoming girl's the only one for me
That Wyoming girl's the only one for me






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - November 2013)