Up in Montana where horses neigh
and roll around in the golden hay
Where children run in the grassy field
a gentle breeze nipping at their heels
Where deer run and jump a fence
in the backyard by the stony bench
As the dinner bell rings cling cling cling
and we all run to eat under the moons bright shining
And we talk as we eat
and we laugh as we feast
All a days work all a days night
let our dreams take off in flight
That's a day up in Montana
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