Songtexte Montana - Mike Bryant

The majestic Rockies rise up to the sky
On horseback cross the plains I love to ride
Sometimes the northern lights
Dance brightly across the sky
It's the nearest place to heaven
Montana

On backroads going places
That I've never been before
Ghost towns are a thrill for me to see
Traveling all across the USA one things for sure
I've never seen a place I'd rather be

Montana
Is the state that I call home
I was born and bred a southern boy
But it's hear that I belong
Whether summer, winter, spring or fall
The beauty of the Rockies
They surpass them all
And I hope that when that day comes
Jesus calls for me
In Montana

Montana
Is the state that I call home
I was born and bred a southern boy
But it's hear that I belong
Whether summer, winter, spring or fall
The beauty of the Rockies
They surpass them all
And I hope that when that day comes
Jesus calls for me
In Montana

And I hope someday that Jesus calls for me
In Montana