"Live every day so that you can look every damn man in the face and tell him to go to hell."
OLD MONTANA
Take me back to old Montana
Where there's plenty room and air;
Where there's cottonwood an'pine trees.
Bitterroot an'pricklypear;
Where there ain't no pomp nor glitter
Where a shillin's called a"bit;"
Where at night the magpies twitter,
Where the injun fights were fit.
Take me back where the sage is plenty.
Where there's rattlesnakes.and ticks;
Where a stack of"whites"costs twenty,
Where they don't sell gilded bricks;
Where the old Missouri river
An'the muddy Yellowstone
Make green patches in the Bad Lands
Where old Sitton'Bull was known.
Take me where there ain't no subways
Nor no fortystory shacks;
Where they shy at automobiles,
Dudes, plug hats an'threerail tracks;
Where the old suntanned prospector
Dreams of wealth an'pans his dirt;
Where the sleepy nightherd puncher S
ings to steers and plys his quirt.
Take me where there's diamond hitches.
Ropes an'brands an'ca tridge belts;
Where the boys wear shapps fer britches.
Flannel shirts an'Stetson felts.
Land of alfalfa an'copper!
Land of sapphire an'gold!
Take me back to dear Montana,
Let me die there when I'm old.
By J. Campbell Cory
U.S.ROS Post THIS SPACE MAY BE USED 1909 ON FOR CORRESPONDENCE an A have had an letter from hora laa l my of you ethne ank this yu and have winte rely lamn wartingТактні си 60 58 AMAR 7AM 1909 FOR ADDRESS ONE Published by Cohn Bros., Butte, Mont. Chant A4l 201
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