Wild Montana Skies

Introd: He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain                            Wild geese over the water heading 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 and 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 and he never learned to cry                            He never knew his father and he never did ask why                         He never knew the answers that would make an easy way                             But he learned to know the wilderness and 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 and he learned to love the land                              And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stande                                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 21st birthday he set out on his own                   He was 30 years and runnin’ when he found his way back home Ridin’ a storm across the mountains and in 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                                                  Instrumental solo: distinction to banjo Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he’s gone    But some of us will miss him and we’ll try to carry on   Giving a voice to the forest giving a voice to the dawn    Giving a voice to the wilderness and 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