Intro: verse 1: When the boy was no more than a shaver His old man told many a tale How his great granddad used to go drovin’ Back and forth on the old Chisholm Trail Now you might say the boy got infected By a fantasy of the old west For his heart and his soul got connected To a spirit that won’t let him rest Now he don’t wear spurs that go jingle He don’t spend his nights ‘round a fire And it’s diesel oil that his horses require He is a latter day cowboy Dressed as a truck drivin’ man Drivin’ his wheels and his dreams to Cheyenne Repeat Intro verse 2: He beds down by the side of the highway At the sight of the first evenin’ star In the darkness his big pony idles As he quietly strums his guitar And he sings out a song of his sweetheart Even as her sweet mem’ry grows dim And he sings of the trail he has chosen But the actual fact is the trail chose him Repeat Chorus Interlude: Repeat Chorus Tag: Drivin’ his wheels and his dreams to Cheyenne Repeat Intro