Wild Montana Skies - John Denver

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
              
He was born in

              
 the Bitteroot

              
 Valley in the

             
 early morning

  
 rain
              
Wild geese ove

              
r the water, h

              
eading north a

          
nd home again
             
Bringin' a war

              
m wind from th

              
e south, bring

             
in' the first 

             
taste of the s

pring
              
His mother too

              
k him to her b

             
reast and soft

              
ly she did sin


g:

[Chorus]
            
Oh, Montana, g


ive this child

 a home
              
Give him the l

             
ove of a good 

             
family and a w


oman of his ow

n
             
Give him a fir

             
e in his heart

              
, give him a l

           
ight in his ey

es
             
Give him the w

              
ild wind for a

              
 brother and t

             
he wild Montan

          
a skies

[Verse 2]
              
His mother die

              
d that summer 

             
and he never l

           
earned to cry
              
He never knew 

              
his father and

              
 he never did 

     
ask why
             
He never knew 

              
the answers th

             
at would make 

         
an easy way
              
But he learned

              
 to know the w

              
ilderness and 

             
to be a man th

    
at way
              
His mother's b

              
rother took hi

             
m in to his fa

              
mily and his h


ome
              
Gave him a han

              
d that he coul

              
d lean on and 

              
a strength to 

         
call his own
             
And he learned

              
 to be a farme

             
r and he learn

              
ed to love the

  
 land
              
And he learned

              
 to read the s

              
easons and he 

             
learned to mak

      
e a stand

[Chorus]
            
Oh, Montana, g

 
ive this child

 a home
              
Give him the l

             
ove of a good 

             
family and a w


oman of his ow

n
             
Give him a fir

             
e in his heart

              
, give him a l

            
ight in his ey

es
             
Give him the w

              
ild wind for a

              
 brother and t

             
he wild Montan

         
a skies

[Verse 3]
             
On the eve of 

              
his 21st birth

             
day, he set ou

         
t on his own
              
He was 30 year

              
s and runnin' 

              
when he found 

              
his way back h


ome
             
Ridin' a storm

              
 across the mo

              
untains and an

             
 achin' in his

  
 heart
              
Said he came t

              
o turn the pag

             
es and to make

              
 a brand new s

 
tart
              
Now he never t

              
old the story 

             
of the time th

           
at he was gone
              
Some say he wa

              
s a lawyer, so

              
me say he was 

   
a john
             
There was some

              
thing in the c

             
ity that he sa

              
id he couldn't

   
 breathe
              
There was some

              
thing in the c

              
ountry that he

             
 said he could

     
n't leave

[Chorus]
            
Oh, Montana, g


ive this child

 a home
              
Give him the l

             
ove of a good 

             
family and a w


oman of his ow

n
             
Give him a fir

             
e in his heart

              
, give him a l

           
ight in his ey

es
              
Give him the w

             
ild wind for a

              
 brother and t

             
he wild Montan

         
a skies


[Outro]
             
Now some say h

              
e was crazy an

             
d some are gla

        
d he's gone
              
But some of us

              
 will miss him

              
 and we'll try

          
 to carry on
             
Giving a voice

              
 to the forest

             
, giving a voi

           
ce to the dawn
              
Giving a voice

              
 to the wilder

              
ness and the l

             
and that he li

    
ved on

[Chorus]
            
Oh, Montana, g

 
ive this child

 a home
              
Give him the l

             
ove of a good 

             
family and a w


oman of his ow

n
             
Give him a fir

             
e in his heart

              
, give him a l

           
ight in his ey

es
              
Give him the w

             
ild wind for a

              
 brother and t

             
he wild Montan

         
a skies

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