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He was born in the Bitterroot in the early mornin' rain
Wild geese over the water, headin' and home again
Bringin a warm wind from the south, bringin the first taste of the
His mother took him to her breast, softly she did

Oh, Montana, give this child a
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
Give him the wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies

His died that summer an' he never learned to cry
He never knew his father, he did ask why
And he never knew the answers that make an easy way
But he learned to the wilderness an' to be a man that way

His mothers brother took him in to his and his home
Gave him a that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he to be a farmer an' he learned to love the land
An' he learned to read the seasons an' he to make a stand

Oh, Montana, give this a home
Give him the love of a good family and a of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his
him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies

On the eve of his birthday, he set out on his own
He was thirty years and when he found his way back home
Ridin a across the mountains an' an achin in his heart
Said, he came to turn the and to make a brand new start

Now he never told the story of the that he was gone
say, he was a lawyer, some say he was a John
There was something in the city he said, he couldnt breathe
There was something in the that he said, he couldnt leave

Oh, Montana, give this child a
him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a and the wild Montana skies

Now some say, he was crazy an' are glad hes gone
Some of us will him, well try to carry on
a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness an' the that he lived on

Oh, Montana, give child a home
him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a and the wild Montana skies