Hills of Old Wyoming

Let me ride on a trail in the hills of old Wyomin'
Where the coyotes wail in the gloamin'
For it’s there where my hearts at home
In the night let me rest
With the blue sky for my ceilin'
'Till the winds lullaby comes stealin'
From the hills where my hearts at home
Wake with a song, wake with the sun
Saddle to mend, cattle to tend
Plenty to be done
Let me live on the range
Where a man has room to roam in
And dream of his love in the gloamin'
In the hills of old Wyomin'
In the hills of old Wyomin'