Somewhere Like Cheyenne
Lonely sailor down a lonely road
I got 24 cans, nowhere to go
I'll go home
I'll drive on
I'll go home
To an ash tray full of burned out cigarettes
Like the ending of a month I don't feel like I've seen yet
Holding on
To all I know
Holding on
I need a summer breeze, esky please
Fish upon my line
Open road, destination unknown
With a beauty by my side
Full tank of fuel
No goddamn rules, holding hundred and ten
I don't wanna work from nine to five
I need a one way ticket to somewhere like Cheyenne
Lock and load, pull the trigger and deploy
We've reached full capacity
Turn the volume down on the head noise
The devil fades
With the light of day
The devil fades
I need a summer breeze, esky please
Fish upon my line
Open road, destination unknown
With a beauty by my side
Full tank of fuel
No goddamn rules, holding hundred and ten
I don't wanna work from nine to fine
I need a one way ticket to somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
I need a summer breeze, esky please
Fish upon my line
Open road, destination unknown
With a beauty by my side
Full tank of fuel
No goddamn rules, holding a hundred and ten
I don't wanna work from nine to five
I need a one way ticket to somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
I got 24 cans, nowhere to go
I'll go home
I'll drive on
I'll go home
To an ash tray full of burned out cigarettes
Like the ending of a month I don't feel like I've seen yet
Holding on
To all I know
Holding on
I need a summer breeze, esky please
Fish upon my line
Open road, destination unknown
With a beauty by my side
Full tank of fuel
No goddamn rules, holding hundred and ten
I don't wanna work from nine to five
I need a one way ticket to somewhere like Cheyenne
Lock and load, pull the trigger and deploy
We've reached full capacity
Turn the volume down on the head noise
The devil fades
With the light of day
The devil fades
I need a summer breeze, esky please
Fish upon my line
Open road, destination unknown
With a beauty by my side
Full tank of fuel
No goddamn rules, holding hundred and ten
I don't wanna work from nine to fine
I need a one way ticket to somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
I need a summer breeze, esky please
Fish upon my line
Open road, destination unknown
With a beauty by my side
Full tank of fuel
No goddamn rules, holding a hundred and ten
I don't wanna work from nine to five
I need a one way ticket to somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
Somewhere like Cheyenne
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Writer(s): Brad Cox
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