Radio Montana Lyrics

he walked from burning mountain to where sweet grass chokes the plains
where sudden showers hammer down upon the soft terrain
where bluebells reach their arms up to welcome the rain
and AM frequencies sweet refrain
radio Montana, summer's come again

he spent 10 years in Bozeman with nothing left to show
just an empty place inside him where dance the hungry crows
where growl the roving coyotes on their nocturnal prowl
and relentless memories of Jenny and dancing cheek to jowl
radio Montana, and a long and lonesome howl

the station fades to static, the world fades to blue
as he rides towards the oxbow on the edge of the Badger Two
can't shake the job from the scars when the fire got too close
can't shake the mark of her leaving and that's what hurts the most
radio Montana. life is full of ghosts