Bitter Root Lake Songtext
von Case Oats

Fell in love in ′83, your hair was long and blonde
Your daddy didn't like me, he said I′d try to do you wrong
And though you barely knew me, we got the grand idea
You shook my hand and said, "Baby, you've got yourself a deal"

Diane, Diane
I tried to stay with our plan
Diane, Diane
I'm saying that I′m still your man
And I′m hoping you'll wait
At the bottom of Bitter Root Lake


Said I′d steal a plane, dear, and fill the tank with gas
I knew the way to Mexico and you didn't think to ask
The plan was damn near foolproof, just follow the birds in flight
Find some smooth still water and climb on down from the sky

Diane, Diane
I tried to stay with our plan
Diane, Diane
I′m saying that I'm still your man
And I′m hoping you'll wait
At the bottom of Bitter Root Lake

Passing over Montana, we picked a place to land
The air became our foe, and you held onto my hand
And when we hit the water, I saw your face in fright
You were stuck and tangled, and I tried with