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[Verse 1] |
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I'm not smart enough for this life I've been livin' |
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A little bit slow for the pace of the dream |
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It's not I'm ungrateful for all I've been given |
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But nevertheless, just the same |
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I wish to my soul I was back in Montana |
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High on my mountain and deep in the snow |
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Back in my cabin over the valley |
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And under the blankets with you |
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[Chorus] |
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Over the ocean from here |
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Over the mountains from there |
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[Verse 2] |
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Who can imagine the scale of the forces |
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That pushed this old mountain range up in the sky? |
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Tectonic creation, erosion, mutation |
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Somethin' to pleasure God's eye |
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The world is a wonder of lightnin' and thunder |
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And green of the ground as we fall from the sky |
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The old and new faces, the tribes and the races |
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Thousands of places to try |
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[Chorus] |
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Over the ocean from here |
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Over the mountains from there |
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[Verse 3] |
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One sits and waits while the other one wanders |
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And squanders his time with a life on the road |
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Down from the mountain, across the wide ocean |
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The world is in motion and cannot be slowed |
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Enough for today... the demands of the moment |
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The thing on my mind is the work in my hand |
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Wood for the woodstove and water for coffee |
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Somethin' I can still understand |
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We got a few friends but not many neighbors |
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The trip into town takes us most of the day |
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And after, "Hello", and "it's sure good to see you" |
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It seems like there's nothin' to say |
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[Chorus] |
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Over the ocean from here |
