Well I spent my summers in North Colorado And my winters on the south coast of France In my rambling around I've never settled down Long enough for one second dance Don't you know that all changed out on Interstate 80 When I broke down just east of Cheyenne Fate came riding by in the form of a lady Who stopped to lend me a hand Now I'd give up my rambling and roaming... For one touch of her loving hand I'd walk all the way to Wyoming I'd waltz all the way to Cheyenne Well we stopped at a roadhouse to repay the favor As the band was beginning their show We waltzed and two-stepped She showed me a few steps she said she thought I should know With tender chains in her arms, soft prisons in her eyes And I wished just once I was wrong But the unspoken words my heart clearly heard Told me you'd better move on Now I'd give up my rambling and roaming... She didn't cry when I said goodbye I remember to this very day Farewell I was saying All the while I was praying to God she'd ask me to stay Now I'd give up my rambling and roaming...