Dave Stamey - Montana Lyrics
Before daylight broke, I'd be out with a bucket on my armAnd the cattle would walk through the dark and the coldWith steam in their breaths and ice on their coatsThe snow beneath my boots would glitter and squeakOver the bones of the buffalo buried so deepMontanaMy father gave me MontanaNo matter where I go it carries meWhen I look inside I see, MontanaHe took us up there where he said a man still had a chanceTo the alkali flats and the mud of a hard scrabled rangeMy mother’s mouth got thin and hardAnd the sage grew up around the edge of the yardI learned how to cuss and how to spit like a manI learned the way dreams can slip through your handsMontanaMy father gave me MontanaNo matter where I go it carries meWhen I look inside I see, MontanaSummers we'd wade in the ditch by the old county roadAnd the birds would flutter and shriek from the telephone poleTo the wind in the cottonwoods soft and goldWe heard the ghosts of the Souix and the CrowSo much left unsaid between Father and SonWe packed up and left there in seventy oneMontanaMy father gave me MontanaNo matter where I go it carries meWhen I look inside I see,MontanaMy father gave me MontanaAnd though I am all I'll ever beComes from this gift he gave to meMontanaMontana
