I've smelled the earth so sweet
Rolling fields of wheat
At harvest time
And I've seen the silhouette
Of wind-blown pine trees
Against a cobalt sky
But I've never seen a firefly
No I've never seen a firefly
I've heard the call
Of the redwing blackbird
In the spring
By the cattail pond
At Hurricane Creek
As you kissed my cheek
I felt a tear in my eye
But I've never seen a firefly
No I've never seen a firefly
I've tasted the salt of the earth and the ocean
Felt the sting of a bee
But I've never been further east
Than Billings, Montana
The South and East beckon me
Because I've never seen a firefly
No, I've never seen a firefly
And I hope to, just once, before I die
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