Why, oh why, did I ever leave Wyoming?
Why, oh why, did I ever have to go?
Why, oh why, did I ever leave Wyoming?
Cause there's a sherriff back there,
Lookin' for me high and low,
And high and low

My uncle max in Cheyenne swears he's honest as the sun;
He worked six years in a bathhouse, and he never took a one.
The sherrif finally caught him and no more will uncle roam;
They caught him working in a bank and taking samples home.
Oh,

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Why oh why did I ever leave Wyoming...