Once I ruled the blue skies of Montana They once belonged to me and the buffalo This was my fathers land 100 years ago It was wild then ohh Lord it was free And the the covered wagons Rolled into Montana Hungry for the yellow gold Wearing a red bandana I see the smoke [unintelligible chanting] For many years we fought the war Under the blue skies of Montana But the white mans gun was just too much for us to handle We signed a Treaty to end bloodshed and bring joy But they took our lands they stole our Montana blue skies The white mans paper was full of lies Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Yeah Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana Blue skies of Montana
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