In the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
 They had to carry away that brave young man
 little part of every heart of every rodeo fan
 Died there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne

 Lookin' back it doesn't seem so long ago
 He was bigger than life, God rest his soul
 Why he died that day is hard to understand
 Right there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne

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 So tip your hat to the cowboy every once in a while
 And take time to remember that cowboy's smile
 little part of every heart of every rodeo fan
 Died there in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne

 No buckles on a shelf collecting dust
 Still his memory shines inside of all of us
 Some miss their hero, some miss their friend
 His mom and daddy long to see their little boy again

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 In the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne
 They had to carry away that brave young man
 If your washed in the blood someday you'll see him again
 And it won't be in the rain and the mud in July in Cheyenne