(From The 2003 Album If I Had A Horse)IntroVerse 1Well Black And White PhotographsOf Old Men In StetsonsOn Horses That Been Dead For YearsThough Time Had Gone By Nearly 70 WintersWhen Memories Were Still Bright And ClearOf The Days Of A Girlhood In A Place Far AwayShe’d Spin Those Tails In The AirWe’d Sit In The Kitchen When I Was A BoyAnd Like Magic She’d Take Me ThereChorusAnd She Sang To Me Of Her Montana SummersSummers As Gentle As The Words Of A SongAnd Her Eyes Grew As Warm As Her Montana SummersMontana Summers Where She Once BelongedInterludeVerse 2As A Girl She Would Ride 'Cross The Green PasturesOn The Back Of Her Father's Old MareAnd Evening She'd Watch From Her Seat On The PorchstepAs Fireflies Danced In The AirShe Was A Beauty And The Boys Would Come RoundWith Flowers They'd Picked By The StreamSoft Evening Breezes And Trips Into TownAnd Days Drifting By Like A DreamChorusAnd She Sang To Me Of Her Montana SummersSummers As Gentle As The Words Of A SongAnd Her Eyes Grew As Warm As Her Montana SummersMontana Summers Where She Once BelongedInterludeVerse 3Now The Photograph Albums, They're All Put AwayAnd The City Streets Shine In The RainAnd The Pavement And Strip Malls Are Lifetimes ApartFrom Her Old Montana TerrainBut The Pastures And Fireflies And Warm Summer NightsAnd The Stories She Told Me Back ThenAre All Still Right Here And When I Close My EyesI'm Back In That Kitchen AgainChorusWhere She Sang To Me Of Her Montana SummersSummers As Gentle As The Words Of A SongAnd Her Eyes Grew As Warm As Her Montana SummersMontana Summers Where She Once BelongedOutro
