He was born in the Bitterroot Valley
in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water
heading north on home again
Bringing the warm rim from the south
with the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast
and soft as she would say
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family
Give him a fire in his heart
Give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild and far brother
And the wild Montana skies
His mother died that summer
And he never learned to cry
And he never knew the answers
That would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness
His mother, brother, took him in
To his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on
And he learned to be a farmer
And he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons
And he learned to make a stand
Give him the love of a good family
Give him a fire in his heart,
give him a light in his eyes,
Give him the wild and far brother,
and the wild Montana skies.
On the eve of his twenty -first birthday,
He was thirty years and running
when he found his way back home.
Ridin' a storm across the mountains,
and a -nakin' in his smart
Said he can't return the pages
and break a brand new start
Now he never told the story
of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer,
There was something in the city
that he said he couldn't breathe
There was something in the country
that he said he couldn't leave
Oh, Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family,
Give him a fire in his heart,
give him a light in his eyes
Give him a welcome for a brother
in the wild Montana skies
Now, some say he was crazy
and they're glad that he is gone.
giving a voice to the forest,
giving a voice to the dawn,
giving a voice to the wilderness
and the land that he adorned.
give him the love of a good family
give him the fire in his heart,
give him the light in his eyes,
give him the wild wind for a brother
and the loud Montana skies.
Oh, Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good friendly
And a woman who'll love his own
Give him the fire in his heart
Give him the light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother
And the wild Montana sky you
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