Montana is where my heart is!

Most of us have head this song...

My home's in Montana I wear a bandanna My spurs are of silver My pony is gray While out on the ranges My luck never changes With foot in the stirrup I gallop away!'

I love Montana and I truly believe it's the last best place. Each time I go to visit my family and friends, I can't remember why I moved away. Why did I trade mountains for missionaries? Or valley's full of wild flowers for potato fields? I received this picture from my sister last night, and I am almost positive, my heart ached because I miss this beauty:

Thanks sister for the awesome picture!

Tell me of that Treasure State
Story always new,
Tell of its beauties grand
And its hearts so true.
Mountains of sunset fire
The land I love the best
Let me grasp the hand of one
From out the golden West.

Montana, Montana,
Glory of the West
Of all the states from coast to coast,
You're easily the best.
Montana, Montana,
Where skies are always blue
M-O-N-T-A-N-A,
Montana, I love you.

Each country has its flow'r;
Each one plays a part,
Each bloom brings a longing hope
To some lonely heart.
Bitter Root to me is dear
Growing in my land
Sing then that glorious air

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The one I understand.

Montana, Montana,
Glory of the West
Of all the states from coast to coast,
You're easily the best.
Montana, Montana,
Where skies are always blue
M-O-N-T-A-N-A,
Montana, I love you.