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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=67325" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wild Montana Skies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(john denver)<br>He was born in the bitteroot valley in the early morning rain<br>Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again<br>Bringin a warm wind from the south, bringin<br>The first taste of the spring<br>His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing:<br>Oh, montana, give this child a home<br>Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own<br>Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes<br>Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild montana skies<br>His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry<br>He never knew his father and he never did ask why<br>He never knew the answers that would make an easy way<br>But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way<br>His mothers brother took him in to his family and his home<br>Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own<br>And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land<br>And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand<br>On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own<br>He was 30 years and runnin when he found his way back home<br>Ridin a storm across the mountains and an achin in his heart<br>Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start<br>Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone<br>Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john<br>There was something in the city that he said he couldnt breathe<br>There was something in the country that he said he couldnt leave<br>Now some say he was crazy and some are glad hes gone<br>But some of us will miss him and well try to carry on<br>Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn<br>Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Emmylou Harris - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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He was born in the bitteroot valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
Bringin a warm wind from the south, bringin
The first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and sof..."></div>
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