Текст песни: Nanci Griffith - Montana Backroads
In an old pickup truck, with his hat pulled down
He drives them old Montana backroads
Remembering half-forgotten times, and wondering where it`s gone
And if he can still carry the load
Now, the summer sun is setting, and the moon is on the rise
As he pulls that old pickup into town
And he parks beside the place where the feed store used to be
And he heads for an old familiar sound
Those honky-tonk bands still play old-time songs
Remembering how things used to be
Sitting at the bar with his head down in his hands
So alone with his memories
Lord, he`s so alone with his memories
He remembers back in `33, or was it `34
The year that he won the rodeo
The buckle that they gave him, well, he still wears today
For that Brahma bull that he rode
But his riding days are over now, his back is getting weak
And his eyesight, it just ain`t as good
As the days he`d spot a deer at a hundred yards or more
And bring back a month`s supply of food
Those honky-tonk bands still play old-time songs
Remembering how things used to be
Sitting at the bar with his head down in his hands
So alone with his memories
Lord, he`s so alone with his memories
Now the bar is getting set to close, they say he`s got to leave
But it feels like, Lord, he just arrived
So he downs his last shot as he`s heading for the door
Getting ready for that long and lonely drive
In an old pickup truck, with his hat pulled down
He drives them old Montana backroads
Remembering half-forgotten times, and wondering where it `s gone
And if he can still carry the load
Those honky-tonk bands still play old-time songs
Remembering how things used to be
And he tumbles through the door, and he falls down on his bed
Still alone with his memories
Lord, he`s still alone with his memories
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In an old pickup truck, with his hat pulled down
He drives them old Montana backroads
Remembering half-forgotten times, and wondering where it`s gone
And if he can still carry the load
Now, the summer sun is setting, and the moon is on the rise
As he pulls that old pickup into town
And he parks beside the place where the feed store used to be
And he heads for an old familiar sound
Those honky-tonk bands still play old-time songs
Remembering how things used to be
Sitting at the bar with his head down in his hands
So alone with his memories
Lord, he`s so alone with his memories
He remembers back in `33, or was it `34
The year that he won the rodeo
The buckle that they gave him, well, he still wears today
For that Brahma bull that he rode
But his riding days are over now, his back is getting weak
And his eyesight, it just ain`t as good
As the days he`d spot a deer at a hundred yards or more
And bring back a month`s supply of food
Those honky-tonk bands still play old-time songs
Remembering how things used to be
Sitting at the bar with his head down in his hands
So alone with his memories
Lord, he`s so alone with his memories
Now the bar is getting set to close, they say he`s got to leave
But it feels like, Lord, he just arrived
So he downs his last shot as he`s heading for the door
Getting ready for that long and lonely drive
In an old pickup truck, with his hat pulled down
He drives them old Montana backroads
Remembering half-forgotten times, and wondering where it `s gone
And if he can still carry the load
Those honky-tonk bands still play old-time songs
Remembering how things used to be
And he tumbles through the door, and he falls down on his bed
Still alone with his memories
Lord, he`s still alone with his memories
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