Nanci Griffith - Midnight In Missoula Lyrics
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Midnight In Missoula
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What Are The Lyrics For Midnight In Missoula By Nanci Griffith?
Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula.
Where the Black Hills know your name. Is the snow piled high around your window frame? Is there enough frost left to write our names upon the pane? Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula. Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula. I am down in Rio where I cannot find the sky. Our savior on that mountaintop has taught my soul to fly. I am singing Gershwin and children's lullabies. And wondering of you, and if you're sleeping in Missoula tonight. Ohh, Ohh. I'd love to climb your hilltop and look out upon Missoula lights. Sing Samuel Barber melodies with your viola sweet and high. But I am off to Liverpool on an early evening flight. And wondering of you and if you're sleeping in Missoula tonight. Oh, oh. Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula. Where the Black Hills know your name. Is the snow piled high around your window frame? Is there enough frost left to write our names upon the pane? Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula. Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Are you sleeping now? Do you know how much I love ya? Are you sleeping now? It's midnight in Missoula |
Who Wrote Midnight In Missoula By Nanci Griffith?
Nanci Griffith
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What's The Duration Of The Midnight In Missoula By Nanci Griffith?The duration of Midnight In Missoula is 3:59 minutes and seconds. |
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