| I’ve been to wild montana
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| I went there in a storm
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| My boots were texas leather, Mhmmm
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| My levis wet and torn
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| I loved it in Montana
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| I loved it in a storm
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| I think I’m gonna cross that river, Mhmmm
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| I just might be reborn
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| New york new york, winter '61, taking me a city ride
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| Somebody tall must have put out the lights, cause it got real dark outside
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| And I never saw the sun 'til '71, but I never gave up the fight
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| I sure was glad when I saw the dawn, somebody turned on the light.
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| Somebody turn on the light
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| Women, wine and fast red cars, well I couldn’t seem to read the signs!
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| Somebody said, Whose life is this? |
| and I said that it can’t be mine
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| And i never saw the sun 'til '71 but i never gave up the fight
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| I sure was glad when I saw the dawn, somebody turned on the light.
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| Somebody turned on the light
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| When the world is wrong you better right your self, it’ll make the dark clouds
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| fly
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| And no body tall can put out the light, just don’t let the sprit die
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| And if you never see the sun 'til '91, don’t you never give up the fight
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| Sure be glad when you see the dawn, when somebody turns on the light.
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| Somebody turns on the light |