paroles de chanson Wild Montana Skies - Emmylou Harris
He
was
born
in
the
bitter
root
valley
In
the
early
morning
rain
Wild
geese
over
the
water
Head
north
and
home
again
Bringing
a
warm
wind
from
the
south
Bringing
the
first
taste
of
the
spring
His
mother
took
him
to
her
breast,
softly
she
did
sing
Ooh
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
And
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
stand
Ooh
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
running
when
he
found
his
way
back
home
Riding
a
storm
across
the
mountains
And
the
aching
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
Ooh
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
Some
are
glad
he's
gone
Some
of
us
will
miss
him,
but
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
Ooh
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
Ooh
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
wiiiild
Montana
skies
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