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Woorden: Marie Osmond. Meet Me in Montana.

Wrote my whole life down in an old book
Songs about you and me
Been singing to every soul in Tennessee

Nobody seems to listen
No one ever smiles the way that you do
So, I guess you'll never hear me on the radio
I'd give up this crazy dream of mine to hold you once more

Won't you meet me in Montana?
I wanna see the mountains in your eyes
Woah, woah, I've had all of this life I can handle
Meet me underneath that big Montana sky

I left home for Hollywood
Lookin' for a part to play
Well, you always said I had such a pretty face

But I guess I'm not that pretty
'Cause no one looks at me the way that you do
Well, you'll always be a movie star to me
And darlin', now, I guess it's time that I let go of that dream

Won't you meet me in Montana?
I wanna see the mountains in your eyes
Woah, woah, I've had all of this life I can handle
Meet me underneath that big Montana sky

Well, we're stuck here in these hills that they call mountains
Darlin' back home in your arms is right where I want to be

Won't you meet me in Montana?
I wanna see the mountains in your eyes
Woah, woah, I've had all of this life I can handle
Meet me underneath that big Montana sky

In Montana
I wanna see the mountains in your eyes
Woah, woah, I've had all of this life I can handle
Meet me underneath that big Montana sky

Osmond Marie