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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vincent Neil Emerson
Vincent Neil Emerson
Acoustic Guitar
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Piano
Jamie Douglass
Jamie Douglass
Drums
Jon Graboff
Jon Graboff
Pedal Steel Guitar
Ted Russell Kamp
Ted Russell Kamp
Bass
John Schreffler Jr.
John Schreffler Jr.
Electric Guitar
John Frederick Schreffler
John Frederick Schreffler
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vincent Neil Emerson
Vincent Neil Emerson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Producer
David Spreng
David Spreng
Recording Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Way out in Texas, where the winds are blowin' high I been feelin' lonesome, but I just can't tell you why Watching that ol' sunshine settin' on the western sky And it seems that every breath I take is followed by a sigh Well I'll meet you in Montana, babe And I will not do you wrong I see you movin' through the world just like I am All of your troubles, and your cares, held in your hands Well it ain't easy when you're travelin' on the sand I'll climb your mountains darlin', see if I can I'll meet you in Montana, babe And I will not do you wrong I have been defined by the places that I've been And I know it seems as though the pain might never end But I hope in time you'll see, my sweetest friend I would do anything to see your face again I'll meet you in Montana, babe And I will not do you wrong Way out in Texas, where the winds are blowin' high I been feelin' lonesome, but I just can't tell you why Watching that ol' sunshine settin' on the western sky And it seems that every breath I take is followed by a sigh I'll meet you in Montana, babe And I will not do you wrong I'll meet you in Montana, babe And I will not do you wrong
Writer(s): Vincent Neil Emerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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