My eyes have seen Wyoming,
And the hills that run thru it,
Buffalo the bison, Buffalo the town,
Cody stood so abound, bison hang around,
Hills out on the range, with Antelope to graze,
Antlers as radar antenna, scanning the heavens,
Sunlight refracts from an eye, a rainbow shoots,
High above Wyoming sky, and then,
Devils Tower, high above the wild grass plain,
Stands guard over this a vast range,
Amber is the grains, that wave,
Eyes must catch it while the Eagle flies,
High aloft, with the hills around,
I have traveled this land,
Across Wyoming’s high country sky.©
