George Strait - I can still make cheyenne

^DHer Telephone Rang 'Bout A ^GQuarter To Nine ^DShe Heard His Voice On The^A Other End Of The^G Line She Wondered What Was ^AWrong This Time ^DShe Never Knew What His ^GCalls Might Bring With A ^DCowboy Like Him It Could ^ABe Anything ^GAnd She Always Expected The ^AWorst In The Back Of Her ^DMind ^A

^DHe Said, It's Cold Out Here And ^GI'm All Alone ^DI Didn't Make The Short Go, ^AAgain, And I'm Coming ^GHome I Know I've Been ^AAway Too Long ^DI Never Got A Chance To ^GWrite Or Call And I ^DKnow This Rodeo Has Been ^AHard On Us All ^GBut I'll Be Home Soon And ^AHoney Is There Something ^DWrong

^GShe Said Don't Bother ^AComin' Home By The ^DTime You ^AGet Here I'll ^GBe Long Gone There's ^DSomebody New And He ^ASure Ain't No Rodeo ^GMan ^{A G}He Said I'm Sorry It's ^ACome Down To This There's ^DSo Much ^AAbout You That ^GI'm Gonna Miss But It's ^DAlright Honey If I ^AHurry I Can Still Make ^GCheyenne Gotta ^DGo Now Baby If I ^AHurry I Can Still Make ^GCheyenne ^A

^DHe Left That Phone Danglin' ^GOff The Hook ^DThen He Slowly Turned And ^AGave It One Last ^GLook The He Just ^AWalked Away ^DHe Aimed His Truck Toward That ^GWyoming Line ^DWith A Little Luck He Could ^AGet There In Time ^GAnd In That Cheyenne ^AWind He Could Still Hear Her ^DSay

^DShe Never What His ^GCalls Might Bring With A ^DCowboy Like Him It Could ^ABe Anything ^GAnd She Always Expected The ^AWorst In The Back Of Her ^DMind