The Riverside - Ole Montana
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Panning through these tall hills of mud
Months roll by not a sign
If there′s a way through the grasses of old
I lit my candle in the gloom
And I was told I would find you
Good morning now in a different place
I thought I heard you singing there
And through the plains of ole Montana
Sky was coming through
And it was blue
And I was told I would find you
And if I lose my way
And if I'm scared
Will I be alone
And if I give up
Would you pull me through
And I was told I would find you
Will you go with me
Through the dark
Through the gloom
And through the plains of ole Montana?
Months roll by not a sign
If there′s a way through the grasses of old
I lit my candle in the gloom
And I was told I would find you
Good morning now in a different place
I thought I heard you singing there
And through the plains of ole Montana
Sky was coming through
And it was blue
And I was told I would find you
And if I lose my way
And if I'm scared
Will I be alone
And if I give up
Would you pull me through
And I was told I would find you
Will you go with me
Through the dark
Through the gloom
And through the plains of ole Montana?