Northwest Montana can still make her cry Too many long nights without him And when Charles M. Russell Gets to paintin' the sky She's all alone in the shadows Well, she's much too pretty For living alone He's too stubborn for taming He's ridin' the range At a camp with no phone She's all alone in the shadows And the wind and the sage brush It whispers him down It whispers him down To his wintering ground She knows the deep snow Will soon bring him down She's gonna wait for her cowboy ♪ The last time I saw her I was working the bar Got some good bars in Montana I bought 'em a couple of rounds Then they jumped in his car They were gone in the blink of his taillights And the wind and the sage brush It whispered him down It whispered him down To his wintering ground Well, she knew the deep snow Would soon bring him down She's long gone with her cowboy All for the love of a cowboy