Wild Montana Skies

John Denver

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He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain
 
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Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
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Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin' the first taste of the spring
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His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing
         
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  Oh, Montana, give this child a home
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  Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
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  Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
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  Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies

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His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
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He never knew his father and he never did ask why
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He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
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But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
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His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home
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Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call hiS (A)own
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And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
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And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand
    
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On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own
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He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home
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Ridin' a storm across the mountains and in achin' in his heart
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Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
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Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone
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Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john
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There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe
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There was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave
    

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Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he's gone
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But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on
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Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
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Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on



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