The Chinese Spy Balloon Song

There's a Chinese spy balloon
In the Big Sky this afternoon
It's floating over the forest
While I'm hanging out on the ground
I found a good dispensary
Now it's just me and a puppy named Henry
I'm smoking some while the dog sleeps on the log
I hope they find something better in Montana
To enjoy back Beijing
Cause all that I expect to do
Is sit in the winter sun and sing

Hello, Bitterroot Mountains
I've come from the desert sands
Just to watch some cold water
Roll on down some other land
I try to visit in February
Cause I don't cotton to a crowd
I like sing my own damn song
And sing it too damn loud

I have old friends near Bozeman
Who I ain't seen in a spell
Sent word that I'd be heading up
Heard back that's just as well
I only knew one woman from Havre
She ain't there now and that don't matter
There ain't enough money in the world
To get Danny out of jail
I knew I should have waited 'til spring
But difficulty and I have a thing
She ain't a pretty partner
But, man, she can wail

Hello, Bitterroot Mountains
I've come from the desert sands
Just to watch some cold water
Roll on down some other land
I try to visit in February
Cause I don't cotton to a crowd
I like sing my own damn song
And sing it too damn loud

I cannot believe that solitude
Is what I have not found
It's too high up for bow and arrow
And I have no rifle rounds
This moment that I'm sharing with it
Cannot end too soon
Nothing here is hidden
All is in plain view
And if you don't know what this finger means
Here's something you can tell
They party leaders of the PRC
Can get on up and go on straight to

Hello, Bitterroot Mountains
I've come from the desert sands
Just to watch some cold water
Roll on down some other land
I try to visit in February
Cause I don't cotton to a crowd
I like sing my own damn song
And sing it too damn loud