Cheyenne

She lives for the nightlife and trashy tattoos
 She loves country music and broken-in boots
 Nobody can blame her for the chip on her shoulder
 She finds plenty of pool-table cowboys to hold her
 Her daddy says she was destined for sadness
 Her Grandmama Lily's to blame for the madness
 The only forever she knew ended tragic
 So she'll fall for the night while the neon light flashes
 
 If I could trade love like Cheyenne
 If I could be just as cold as the beer in her hand
 If I could move men and mountains
 With a wink and a grin
 Oh, if I could treat love like Cheyenne
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 She knows how to make him wild in the eyes
 Comes on like a fever and sets him on fire
 
 I bet she won't even cry when it's over
 She's fast like a train, nobody can slow her
 If I could trade love like Cheyenne
 If I could be just as cold as the beer in her hand
 If I could move men and mountains
 With a wink and a grin
 Oh, if I could treat love like Cheyenne
 I wish I could treat love like Cheyenne