Mountains of sunset fire
The land I love the best
Let me grasp the hand of one
From out the golden West.
Chorus:
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,(say each letter)
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
The one I understand.
(Chorus)