G
She was paintin' a picture of slum life
C               D               G
When the cowboy came limpin' by
C                    D                   G
Wearin' tattered old boots with one sole gone
G                              D
And a far away look in his eye
G
Well, he watched for a while as she painted
C                                  D          G
And then he said, "Mama you surely paint well
C                     D              G
Yes, you got all this on your canvas
G                                  D
The dirt the squalor and the hell"
G
Well, she asked to paint him in the setting
C                         D          G
Ah, but he shook his head slowly and low
        C             D                G
He said "naw, I won't fit your picture
    C    D                           G
Un- less you can paint me back home"

[Chorus]
        G                             G7
Can you paint me back home in Wyoming
       C               D          G
Riding free 'neath the big sky a- bove
C           D           G
Free as the wind on the prairie
Am                      D
Out in the hills that I love
  G                           G7
I long to get back to Wyoming
         C               D            G
And I've hoped all these years that I can
       C             D            G
Please paint me back home on your canvas
         C           D        G
Paint me back in Wy- oming a- gain

(Talking)
G                                        G7
Well, I never claimed this festered city
         C                 D                     G
You know I was raised on a ranch out in the west
C                      D              G
I spent my young years bustin' horses
                  G                          D
And boy they said I could ride with the best
G                                       G7
So I came here to Madison Square Garden
C              D         G
To ride in the big rodeo
C                     D          G
Ah? but I got stepped on and all crippled up
    G                                  D
And chute, bronc bustin' is all I know
G                                           G7
Ah, boy if I could just get back to Wyoming
C               D        G
I wouldn't feel so alone
C                       D                    G
Ah, but the pain is too much for the roamin'
   C              D                  G
So please can you paint me back home

[Chorus]
        G                             G7
Can you paint me back home in Wyoming
       C               D          G
Riding free 'neath the big sky a- bove
C           D           G
Free as the wind on the prairie
Am                      D
Out in the hills that I love
  G                           G7
I long to get back to Wyoming
         C               D            G
And I've hoped all these years that I can
       C             D            G
Please paint me back home on your canvas
         C           D        G
Paint me back in Wy- oming a- gain

[Tag]
         C           D        G
Paint me back in Wy- oming a- gain