Letra I Can Still Make Cheyenne de George Strait original

Her telephone rang 'bout a quarter to nine
She heard his voice on the other end of the line
She wondered what was wrong this time
She never knew what his calls might bring
With a cowboy like him, it could be anything
And she always expected the worst in the back of her mind

He said it's cold out here, and I'm all alone
I didn't make the short go, again, and I'm coming home
I know I've been away too long
I never got a chance to write or call
And I know this rodeo has been hard on us all
But I'll be home soon
And, Honey, is there something wrong?

Chorus
She said don't bother coming home
By the time you get here I'll be long gone
There's somebody new and it sure ain't no rodeo man
He said I'm sorry it's come down to this
There's so much about you that I'm gonna miss
But it's alright baby, if I hurry I can still make Cheyenne
Gotta go now baby, if I hurry I can still make Cheyenne

He left that phone dangling off the hook
Then slowly turned around and gave it one last look
Then he just walked away
He aimed his truck at the Wyoming line
With a little luck he could still get there in time
And in that Cheyenne wind he could still hear her say


repeat CHORUS

She never knew what his calls might bring
With a cowboy like him, it could be anything
And she always expected the worst in the back of her mind