1.
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.
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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.
2.
Each country has its flow’r;
Each one plays a part,
Each bloom brings a longing hope
To some lonely heart.
Bitterroot to me is dear
Growing in my land,
Sing then that glorious air,
The one I understand.
Chorus