Out in Montana, where the wind cuts through, There's a building they call Bozeman Cold Storage, it's true. It ain't much to look at, just a worn-out facade, But there's secrets in those walls, hidden deep and odd.
They say old man Johnson, back in '63, stashed away his fortune, kept it safe, you see. But the rumors they swirl, like the snow in the air, Said he made a deal with the devil, left his soul in there.
So if you're ever in Montana, and you hear that tale told, About Bozeman Cold Storage, where mysteries unfold. Just keep on driving, don't even slow your stride, For in that building's darkness, your fears may reside.
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