Why I Love Montana
When it's springtime in Montana,
And the gentle breezes blow,
About seventy miles an hour
And it's fifty two below.
You can tell you're in Montana
'cause the snow's up to your butt,
And you take a breath of springtime air,
And your nose holes both freeze shut.
The weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could never leave Montana.
My feet are frozen to the ground!
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