Emmylou Harris - Wild Montana Skies

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He was born in the Bitterroot Valley in the early mornin' rain

Wild geese over the water, headin' north and home again

Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin' the first taste of the spring

His mother took him to her breast, softly she did sing



Oh, Montana, give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies



His mother died that summer an' he never learned to cry

He never knew his father, he never did ask why

And he never knew the answers that would make an easy way

But he learned to know the wilderness an' to be a man that way



His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home

Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own

And he learned to be a farmer an' he learned to love the land

An' he learned to read the seasons an' he learned to make a stand



Oh, Montana, give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies



On the eve of his twenty-first birthday, he set out on his own

He was thirty years and runnin' when he found his way back home

Ridin' a storm across the mountains an' an achin' in his heart

Said, he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start



Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone

Some say, he was a lawyer, some say he was a John

There was something in the city that he said, he couldn't breathe

There was something in the country that he said, he couldn't leave



Oh, Montana, give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies



Now some say, he was crazy an' some are glad he's gone

Some of us will miss him, we'll try to carry on

Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn

Giving a voice to the wilderness an' the land that he lived on



Oh, Montana, give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies



Oh, Montana, give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies



© CHERRY MOUNTAIN MUSIC;















		
			



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