| The Montana night is still
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| There’s a coyote on the hill
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| Howlin' at the diamond sky, but no one hears
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| There are no answers in the stars
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| Only questions in my heart
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| So I count mountains on the moon
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| Through my lonely tears
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| Countin' mountains on the moon
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| Sleep, it never comes too soon
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| I’d climb the highest one for you
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| Countin' mountains, mountains on the moon
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| Sometimes in perfect light
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| Those mountain tops come into sight
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| Almost close enough to touch
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| Like dreams of you
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| And if you pass this canyon dear
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| I left an echo for you there
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| Hopin' you’d come back again
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| Like echoes always do
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| Countin' mountains on the moon
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| Sleep, it never comes too soon
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| I’d climb the highest one for you
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| Countin' mountains, mountains on the moon
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| Countin' mountains, mountains on the moon |