Karaoké Wild Montana Skies John Denver & Emmylou Harris

He was born in the Bitterroot Valley in the early mornin' rain

Wild geese over the water

Headin' north and home again

Bringin' a warm wind from the south

Bringin' the first taste of the spring

His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing

Oh 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

His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home to his family and his home

Gave him a hand that he could lean on

Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own and a strength to call his own

And he learned to be a farmer

And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land and he learned to love the land

And he learned to read the seasons

And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand and he learned to make a stand

Oh Montana

Oh Montana give this child a home give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies and the wild Montana skies

On the eve of his twenty-first birthday

On the eve of his twenty-first birthday he set out on his own he set out on his own

He was thirty years and runnin' when he found

He was thirty years and runnin' when he found his way back home his way back home

Ridin' a storm across the mountains

Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an achin' in his heart and an achin' in his heart

Said he came to turn the pages

Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start and to make a brand new start

Now he never told the story

Ooh ooh of the time that he was gone

Some say he was a lawyer

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Some say he was a John

There was somethin' in the city that he said he couldn't breathe

There was somethin' in the country that he said he couldn't leave

Oh Montana

Oh Montana give this child a home give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies and the wild Montana skies

Now some say he was crazy

Some are glad he's gone

But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on

Givin' a voice to the forest

Givin' a voice to the dawn

Givin' a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

Oh Montana

Ooh ooh ooh give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family

Ooh ooh ooh and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies and the wild Montana skies

Oh Montana

Oh Montana give this child a home give this child a home

Give him the love of a good family

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own and a woman of his own

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a fire in his heart

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him a light in his eyes

Give him the wild wind for a brother

Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies and the wild Montana skies