Woorden: Don Edwards. Say Goodbye To Montana.

Up before the sunrise
It's a rocky road back home
The dust won't be near settled
As where we just come from

I'll keep my promise to you
Just like I said I would
And lay you 'neath the pecan trees
And hang your spurs for good

Say goodbye to Montana
Where the northers always blow
The paint brush will be blummin'
By the time I get you home

We drove a herd from Texas
To the big Montana sky
I swear sometimes I wondered
If we make it here alive

I wish I could of told you
That you were my best friend
I guess you always knew that
But we were both to tough to bend

Say goodbye to Montana
Where the northers always blow
The paint brush will be blummin'
By the time I get you home

All honor to the cowboy
Your praises, they will sing
'Cause you never sold your saddle
And that's the most important thing

Adios Montana
Where the northers always blow
The paint brush will be blummin
By the time I get you home