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My Home's in Montana

02:42
Uncle-B & Auntie-E & J-DOG
American folk song

Lyrics

My Home's in Montana, I wear a bandana,

my spurs are of silver, my pony is grey.

When riding the ranges, my luck never changes.

With my foot in the stirrup, I'll gallop away.

 

Home on the rolling range, that's where I want to stay.

When riding the ranges, my luck never changes.

with my foot in the stirrup, I'll gallop away.

 

When valleys are dusty, my pony is trusty.

He lopes through the blizzard, the snow in his ears.

The cattle may scatter, but what does it matter?

My rope is a halter for pig headed steers.

 

Home on the rolling range, that's where I want to stay.

When riding the ranges, my luck never changes.

with my foot in the stirrup, I'll gallop away.

 

When far from the ranches, I chop the pine branches

to heap on my campfire as daylight grows pale.

When I have partaken of beans and of bacon,

I whistle a merry old song of the trail.

 

Home on the rolling range, that's where I want to stay.

When riding the ranges, my luck never changes.

with my foot in the stirrup, I'll gallop away.