(From The 2003 Album If I Had A Horse)
Intro
Verse 1
Well Black And White Photographs
Of Old Men In Stetsons
On Horses That Been Dead For Years
Though Time Had Gone By Nearly 70 Winters
When Memories Were Still Bright And Clear
Of The Days Of A Girlhood In A Place Far Away
She’d Spin Those Tails In The Air
We’d Sit In The Kitchen When I Was A Boy
And Like Magic She’d Take Me There
Chorus
And She Sang To Me Of Her Montana Summers
Summers As Gentle As The Words Of A Song
And Her Eyes Grew As Warm As Her Montana Summers
Montana Summers Where She Once Belonged
Interlude
Verse 2
As A Girl She Would Ride 'Cross The Green Pastures
On The Back Of Her Father's Old Mare
And Evening She'd Watch From Her Seat On The Porchstep
As Fireflies Danced In The Air
She Was A Beauty And The Boys Would Come Round
With Flowers They'd Picked By The Stream
Soft Evening Breezes And Trips Into Town
And Days Drifting By Like A Dream
Chorus
And She Sang To Me Of Her Montana Summers
Summers As Gentle As The Words Of A Song
And Her Eyes Grew As Warm As Her Montana Summers
Montana Summers Where She Once Belonged
Interlude
Verse 3
Now The Photograph Albums, They're All Put Away
And The City Streets Shine In The Rain
And The Pavement And Strip Malls Are Lifetimes Apart
From Her Old Montana Terrain
But The Pastures And Fireflies And Warm Summer Nights
And The Stories She Told Me Back Then
Are All Still Right Here And When I Close My Eyes
I'm Back In That Kitchen Again
Chorus
Where She Sang To Me Of Her Montana Summers
Summers As Gentle As The Words Of A Song
And Her Eyes Grew As Warm As Her Montana Summers
Montana Summers Where She Once Belonged
Outro
