I just heard this song for the first time last year from my sons 1st grade class, and we live in Arizona. But I grew up camping every summer in Montana that it feels like I'm going home. My dad grew up in Idaho and spent the summers in Montana. Every time we cross the state line I think to myself, if God lived on the earth today it would be in Montana. It's not just 'big sky country' - it's Gods Country. The best part of camping was every morning my dad would wake us up yelling, "Good Morning Montana! We love you." We still carry on this tradition 30 plus years later.