Cheyenne

I don't wanna hurt you,

I don't wanna see you cry,

I don't wanna hurt you once more,

I don't wanna leave now

I don't want no sight for sore eyes,

Gone sore of all the tears that we cryed hey come here with the guitar!

OK! Recall the times we met, so wild and free, we had our ups and we had our downs and the sweet sweet

Rock'n'Roll playing on the

Radio We grew up and learned the rules, you gotta fight to win otherwise you'll lose oh

Cheyenne you imprisoned me in liberty, never ever showed me no sympathy

Remember that nite, how you made me cry,

I almost lost my mind, when it appeared that the winner was you, and the loser was me, that nite, that endless lonely nite

I just can't think of you, with another man, oh

Cheyenne you must understand

But now:,

Stay right where you are,

I'll pick you up anyway, any day around

I'll be with you you don't have to worry, no you don't have to worry, baby don't you worry you don't have to worry no more

You told me that

I'm to sensitive, but

I didn't ask for sympathy, all

I wanted was to love you softly with the sweet sweet

Rock'n'Roll, playing on the

Radio I tried hard to fight my feelings down,

I tried to hide 'em inside, tried to push your love away but you must have seen the fire burn in my eyes it's still burning

It's hard to believe, we lived it through,

I can't believe we can't relive it, but if you see me walking down the street

Just raise you window to the sweet sweet sound of

Rock'n'Roll