Текст песни Trippin' In Montana - Anders Osborne

He was trippin' in montana
On a cold dark path
He was looking for salvation
And a hot clean bath

Left a bloody situation
But he was not to blame
Like that run-in with the agent
Who promised gold and instant fame

He had a way to look important
Fooled everyone around
Like how he held his shoulders
And he always stood his ground

They used to say he looked like jesus
And that really frightened him
Changed his face in amarillo
Just to clear his name from sin

He went trippin', trippin' in montana
Like the good book said
(He/they) went trippin', trippin' in montana
Living the words that he read

You heard him talk about this good place
Where all your memories are safe
You can always find forgiveness
And ugly ducks will fly with grace

Trail your way up this mountain
To the kingdom of the saints
There's a banquet in the rockies
That your holy man arranged

He lit 'em up out of the darkness
Before the demons took the stage
They made a perfect circle
And acted out his holy rage

Touched their hearts with conviction
And he made them understand
He held them up with all his courage
And cut them down with his left hand

He went trippin', trippin' in montana
Like the good book said
(He/they) went trippin', trippin' in montana
Living the words that he read

(Instrumental break)

It was a hopeless situation
We all knew it had to end
Bow your head and seek salvation
Close your eyes and lose your head