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| song_wild_montana_skiesartist_john_denver
 album_its_about_time_and_from_the_wildlife_concert
 transcribed_by_ken_reynolds
 
 Please enjoy the following selection.  It's a fun song.
 
 Wild Montana Skies
 John Denver    (klr)
 
 (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
 (D)He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the (G)early morning
 (D)rain
 (D)Wild geese over the water, heading north and home (A)again
 Bringin' a (D)warm wind from the south, bringin' the (G)first taste
 of the (D)spring
 His mother took him to her breast and (A)softly she did (D)sing
 
 chorus:(G)Oh, (A)Montana, (D)give this child a (D7)home
 Give him the (G)love of a good (A)family and a (D)woman
 of his (D7)own
 Give him a (G)fire in his (A)heart, give him a (D)light
 in his (G)eyes
 Give him the (D)wild wind for a brother and the (A)wild
 Montana (D)skies
 
 (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
 (D)His mother died that summer and he (G)never learned to (D)cry
 (D)He never knew his father and he never did ask (A)why
 He (D)never knew the answers that would (G)make an easy (D)way
 But he learned to know the wilderness and to (A)be a man that
 (D)way
 His mother's brother took him in to his (G)family and his (D)home
 Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his
 (A)own
 And he (D)learned to be a farmer and he (G)learned to love the
 (D)land
 And he learned to read the seasons and he (A)learned to make a
 (D)stand
 chorus:
 
 (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
 (D)On the eve of his 21st birthday, he (G)set out on his (D)own
 (D)He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back (A)home
 Ridin' a (D)storm across the mountains and in (G)achin' in his
 (D)heart
 Said he came to turn the pages and to (A)make a brand new (D)start
 Now he never told the story of the (G)time that he was (D)gone
 Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a (A)john
 There was (D)something in the city that he (G)said he couldn't
 (D)breathe
 There was something in the country that he (A)said he couldn't
 (D)leave
 chorus:
 
 (D)  (G)  (A)  (D)
 (D)Now some say he was crazy and (G)some are glad he's (D)gone
 (D)But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry (A)on
 Giving a (D)voice to the forest, giving a (G)voice to the (D)dawn
 Giving a voice to the wilderness and the (A)land that he lived
 (D)on
 chorus 2x:
 
 As always it's good to be able to give back something to the archives.
 
 Enjoy all.
 
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