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One Summer in Cheyenne 1 by Anthony Lennon

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One Summer in Cheyenne 1

Slow Country

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[Verse 1]
Dust drifts slow under that Wyoming sun
A young cowboy’s eyes burn hotter than anyone
Chasing glory on a bull’s wild back
Lane Frost stood tall, never knew how to crack
The crowd’s roar like thunder as he swung his arm tight
Eight seconds to wrestle fate into the night
Boots kicking dirt, a grip that won’t bend
Nobody rode harder till the bitter end
[Chorus]
One summer in Cheyenne, the rodeo came alive
A legend broke loose beneath those vast western skies
The whistle blew quiet, but the heartbeats stayed loud
Lane’s spirit rides on, still standing proud
Every rider latches on, in honor or in fight
For Lane Frost’s ghost keeps rolling through the night
[Verse 2]
Tuff Hedeman’s eyes rimmed red, soaked in the dust
Two brothers forged in the roar of guts and trust
A gold buckle’s shine, won with sweat and pain
The west still whispers the cowboy’s name
Heroes don’t die, they just shift the ground
Living in the stories, in every small town
Behind each gate where the next rider prays
Lane’s voice rides with the setting blaze
[Chorus]
One summer in Cheyenne, the rodeo came alive
A legend broke loose beneath those vast western skies
The whistle blew quiet, but the heartbeats stayed loud
Lane’s spirit rides on, still standing proud
Every rider latches on, in honor or in fight
For Lane Frost’s ghost keeps rolling through the night
[Bridge]
The wind threads through those empty stands
Carrying whispers only true grit understands
Of a cowboy who dared and gave his all
Rode hard into the night until heaven made the call
[Chorus]
One summer in Cheyenne, the rodeo came alive
A legend broke loose beneath those vast western skies
The whistle blew quiet, but the heartbeats stayed loud
Lane’s spirit rides on, still standing proud
Every rider latches on, in honor or in fight
For Lane Frost’s ghost keeps rolling through the night
[Outro]
Somewhere past stars, past the last sunset light
There’s a chute waiting under endless starlit night
A hat tipped low, and a fearless grin wide
Lane rides forever — cowboy spirit, wild-eyed