I Must Be Going Home Lyrics

I Must Be Going Home
by Bill Staines

All the city lights, they burn outside our window
With the fleeing of an autumn afternoon;
I'll shed a tear if I look down upon our river
Feeling close and knowing I'll be going soon.

     I grew lonesome on the road 
     Until I met you here that night
     We talked and drank some wine 
     And I was blinded in your light,
     But there's a lady in Montana
     And I love her, so I must be going home

I should have kept on going when I had the mind to;
I should have left you here so many times before.
Now your eyes reflect a face that's quite unknowing
If this pain inside is worth the open door.

   But the highway's ringing clear, 
   And the morning sun is low
   Blue November winds are blowing, 
   I must leave before the snow
   Cause there's a lady in Montana
   And I love her, so I must be going home.

There were many times I wanted to forget her
In the early morning hours here with you,
But my heart, it lies among the Rocky Mountains
With a lady there who's always been so true.

   I could hold you here forever, 
   I could try and find a way
   We could spend our time together, 
   But it's morning, and I pray
   That there's a lady in Montana
   And I love her, so I must be going home.