Well roll on, Montana morning
I’ll quit my soaring when the rattlesnake sings
Blue dawn, my engine burning
Lay down my body and I’ll fasten my wings

Look for me with the birds of the borderland
I lived my song and I lived it long, love
I have gone with the birds of the borderland
I know what it means to fly free
I know what it means to fly free

Darlin’, I hear you cryin’
I know my fall is flying high on your mind
Baby, I’m hardly dying
Your heart and mine have long been livin’ in time

June morn, blue bells are [bad word] afternoon I’ve seen ‘em all from afar
Night falls, she moves the moon in
I find my way by your Moravian star