The Wild

Paper Bag, Kentucky rain River Town, street parade Gray sunrise, interstate Faraway eyes, license plates I left all my lovin' out on the road Now she's the only reason I still come home Her aching smile I could never turn down I can see her now dancin' in the crowd Oh I'm a reckless child Born to the wild Oh a set of broken wings Fallen out the tree If I were heaven sent would I be so hellbent On all this misery weighing down on me, gravity Found some cheap sunglasses at a microtel Had some red dirt wine, heard wedding bells There's a wandering soul, calling me baby Take all your courage I know we can make it I left all my lovin' out on the road Now she's the only reason I still come home Her aching smile I could never turn down I can see her now dancin in the crowd Oh I'm a reckless child Born to the wild Oh a set of broken wings Fallen out the tree If I were heaven sent would I be so hell bent On all this misery weighing down on me, gravity