Lyrics: John Maher/Joann Teem
Music: John Maher/Joann Teem
How could we have known
What she held underground
Grand Tetons point up to the sky
Wheat fields you have sewn
Gas never made a sound
The wells I drill always came up dry
CHORUS
Donโt ask me when or how
It was never really that clear
Why or why I ever left Wyoming
Box of nails and a rusty plow
Two horses and a wounded steer
Why oh why I ever left Wyoming
Many has she loved
Many stood the test
Ol Faithful blasts up to the sky
Pray to God above
When Iโm laid to rest
Bury me in high plains neath the rye
Just south of ol North Platt
If youโre ever passing through
Youโll be walking through the apple of my eye
CHORUS
Donโt ask me when or how
It was never really that clear
Why or why I ever left Wyoming
Box of nails and a rusty plow
Two horses and a wounded steer
Why oh why I ever left Wyoming