Cut Bank, Montana Hank Williams Jr.

It was colder than well diggers ankles in Cut Bank, Montana
But my heart was on fire when I saw her step down from the train
I'd been up there forever but her arms were finally around me
All my icicles melted away at the sound of her name

I held her to me as tightly as I held her letter
That said, "I don't love him, I'm leaving this cold, mean man"
As the train pulled away from the platform and I put her in the wagon
With her head on my shoulder, God knows I was one happy man

And I went to heaven that night in her arms in my cabin
In the winter of '94 there burned such a powerful flame
They still hear her voice in the cabin in Cut Bank, Montana
And the icicles all melt away at the sound of her name

Hell rolled into town one night on a Wyoming stallion
His heart full of hate and eyes full of cold jealousy
One way or another he said partner I'm taking back my woman
With my hand on my gun I said don't bet your life the lady said
She's staying with me

His knife was a flash in the light of the kerosene lantern
That fell as we tangled and fought in the fire on the floor
He was a dead man, but I have been to since I lost her
From the fire that burned me so bad as I crawled through the door