CAPO on the second fret VERSE 1 C5 G5 C5 G5 Look off down the highway at the glittering lights C5 G5 E5 D5 Like windshield glass on the shoulder tonight C5 D5 E5 As the diesels come grinding on up from the plains G5 C5 D5 All bunched up like pearls on a string G5 C5 G5 And I guess time don't mean nothin' Not nothin' at all C5 G5 E5 D5 And out on the horizon the broken stars fall C5 D5 E5 Old broken stars they fall down on the land G5 C5 D5 G5 And get mixed together with the lights of Cheyenne VERSE 2 C5 G5 C5 G5 Well I've been up all night and I'm down on my back C5 G5 E5 D5 Workin' the counter to take up the slack C5 D5 E5 Cause the money tree's light and the whiskey stream's low G5 C5 D5 You ain't worked a week since July G5 C5 G5 You say the gravel pit's hiring After the first C5 G5 E5 D5 But you don't have the nature for that kind of work C5 D5 E5 You might get hired on But you won't make a hand G5 C5 D5 G5 And I'll still be here lookin' at the lights of Cheyenne CHORUS D5 You stand in the sky C5 G5 with your feet on the ground D5 C5 Never suspectin' a thing D5 But if the sky were to C5 G5 move you might never be found E5 G/f# C5 Never be heard from again VERSE 3 C5 G5 C5 G5 We go on good behavior when our youngest comes home C5 G5 E5 D5 She comes up from Boulder but she never stays long C5 D5 E5 And that oldest still fights me like she was 18 G5 C5 D5 Stopped in for a 6-pack awhile ago G5 C5 G5 And she's got a cowboy problem And this last one's a sight C5 G5 E5 D5 All dressed up like Gunsmoke for Saturday night C5 D5 E5 And they were off to the bars for lack of a plan G5 C5 D5 G5 Racing the stars to the lights of Cheyenne (little solo part goes here) VERSE 4 C5 G5 C5 G5 And you've kept all that meanness inside you so long C5 G5 E5 D5 You'd fight with a fence post if it looked at your wrong C5 D5 E5 Well the post won't hit back, and it won't call the law G5 C5 D5 I look at your right, or I don't look at all G5 C5 G5 Now take a crumpled up soft pack and give it a shake C5 G5 E5 D5 Out by the dumpster on a cigarette break C5 D5 E5 With one eye swelled up from the back of your hand G5 C5 D5 G5 And the other eye fixed on the lights of Cheyenne - chorus- VERSE 5 C5 G5 C5 G5 Now there's antelope grazing in range of my gun C5 G5 E5 D5 Come opening weekend you won't see a one C5 D5 E5 They'll vanish like ghosts `cause somehow they know G5 C5 D5 But now they're up to the fence in the early dawn G5 C5 G5 And it's warming up nicely for this time of year C5 G5 E5 D5 The creeks are still frozen but the roads are all clear C5 D5 E5 And I don't have it in me to make one more stand G5 C5 D5 G5 Though I never much cared f or the lights of Cheyenne