Song parody of
Say Goodbye to Montana
by Waddie Mitchell
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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
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
