Them Out of Staters

All them foreigners that move here
they always tell me that they've come 
To search for open spaces
‘cause cities made ‘em feel so numb

They came out here to Montana
to a place where they could feel free
To bulldoze out the pristine streams
and chop down the Aspen trees

To tear away the lodge pole pine
ponderosas and tamarack
Dig away the mountain side
and cram their houses back to back

They flatten out the rolling hills
to build a shopping mall or two
Built all them buildings so damn tall
their blocking out the mountain view

They've taken all the wildflowers
and laid down asphalt and cement
Put solar panels on their roofs
'cause that’ll save the environment

Should a deer wander into town
they want the law to do the deed
Because having wild critters around
is something that they just don't need

They say that they feel better now
with all the beauty they can see
Just sitting in their sealed off rooms
watchin' nature shows on TV
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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