| I’m going to Montana to spend the winter
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| I hear the snows are deep up there and the winds are cold
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| Way out there the blues will never find me oh I’m going to Montana to rest my
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| soul
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| I wish that special someone was goin' along
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| But she don’t love me anymore so I’ll be gone
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| Maybe I can find someone who cares bout the man I am stead of clothes I wear
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| Cause I ain’t takin' nothin' but my boots and jeans and a big ole cold along
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| But oh Lord wouldn’t her warm skin feel good at night
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| Makin' love in a sleepin' bag and holdin' me pretty tight
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| We’ve spent the days side by side right upon the great divide
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| And look across America and feel so free inside
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| Oh Lord that would be quite a change for a country boy like me
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| Up there in the snow drifts right up to my knees
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| And as I warm my hands by the fire I’d have to fight off the great desire
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| To call that girl and ask her to come out here for a while
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| I’m going to Montana to spend the winter
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| I hear the snows are deep up there and the winds are so cold
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| Way out there the blues will never find me oh I’m going to Montana to rest my
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| soul
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| I wish that special someone was goin' along
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| But she don’t love me anymore so I’ll be gone
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| Maybe I can find someone who cares a sweet simple baby who’d love to share
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| This love I’ve held inside me for so long and help me sing my Montana song ooh |