Helena Montana - Terry Allen



     
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Helena Montana Lyrics


Hey he stumbled from some derelicts bar
Throw out his hands and leaned on a car
And pretty soon this girl come up to him
Said, "Hey, how 'bout some fun now, slim?"Yeah, he stuck his hand in his pocket
And he pulled out a bill
He said, "I don't need no fun, little girl
But I sure could use some pills"'Cause I been broke and I been throw
I been bought and I been sold
And Helena Montana
Beats Hell in a city, gone coldAnd Calgary's like Calvary to me
And Ft. Worth, it ain't worth a damn
And Cheyenne, hell, she ain't shy at all
But I'm damned sure gonna take my ride before I fallYi, yi, yi, whoppi ti e yi
Yi, yi, yi, whoppi ti e yi e ohThere's a Montana midnight
Under a moonlight, tonight
And a Montana girl in the bed a-waiting
For this tore down old bodyThat ain't at all, all right
But she knows he'll be back

Sooner or later'Cause I been broke
And I been throw, I been learned
Damned, I should've knowed
That Helena Montana
Beats hell in a city gone coldYi, yi, yi, whoppi ti e yi
Yi, yi, yi, whoppi ti e yi e oh

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Terry Allen (May 7, 1943 in Wichita, Kansas) is a country music singer in the outlaw country genre, painter, and conceptual artist from Lubbock, Texas, and living in Santa Fe, New Mexico. His father was Fletcher ("Sled") Allen (b. August 23, 1886 in West Plains, Missouri – October 16, 1959 in Lubbock, Texas) a catcher in 1910 for the St. Louis Browns who continued his career as a player-manager in the Texas League.

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