I've been to wild Montana
I went there in a storm
My boots were Texas leather, mhm
My Levis wet and torn.

I loved it in Montana
I loved it in the storm
I think I'm gonna cross that river, mhm
I just might be reborn.

New York, New York, winter, sixty-one
Takin' me a city ride
Somebody tall must of put out the light
'Cause it got real dark outside.

And I never saw the sun until seventy-one
But I never gave up the fight
An' I sure was glad when I saw the dawn
And somebody turned on the light.

Somebody turned on the light.

Whiskey, dope, and fast red cars
Well, I couldn't see to read the signs
Somebody said, "Whose life is this?"
I said that it can't be mine.

An' I never saw the sun until seventy-one
But I never gave up the fight
An' I sure was glad when I saw the dawn
And somebody turned on the light.

Somebody turned on the light

--- Instrumental ---

When the world is wrong
You'd better right yourself
It'll make the dark clouds fly.

And nobody tall can put out the light
Just don't let the spirit die
An' if you never see the sun 'til ninety-one
Don't-cha never give up the fight.

Sure be glad when you see the dawn
And somebody turns on the light.

Somebody turns on the light...

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): HOYT WAYNE AXTON