Over the western hill The grass is greener The air is cleaner Take and hold it still The song of the meadow Darling I won't let go 'Cause love is hanging in the clouds Above its pouring itself out Wake me in the morning After its done storming Over the western hill Moon howl in the night Wolves of Montana I'm on fire by your side Oh sweet Alabama I can still remember Kissing under the stars In four-leaf clover You can have my heart I'll come over Wake me in the morning Over the western hill