LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Wild Horse
(R. Stewart/A. Taylor)Born and raisedIn a motel in New OrleansI ran awaywith a hobo and his gypsy friendsWe rode a freight train up to ClevelandAcross the Utah plainsProud men, troubadours torn and frayedSleeping under the starsWhile gently strumming guitarsPlayed the songs of Woddy GuthrieAnd the open roadI knew right then I could never go homeCause the wild horse runs free foreverOh yeah, a wild horse runs free foreverAnd ever and everI met a girlFrom a family of position and wealthWhat a handthis rambler had been finally dealtA beauty six years and tenI felt the walls closing inLike a swollen riverBout to overflowLike a losing gambler I kept on rollingAnd a wild horse runs free foreverYeah yeah yeahA wild horse runs free foreverThe wild horse runs free foreverYeah yeah yeahA wild horse runs free foreverPlay the guitarSo understand I must goBut I'll drink you one last toastOh here's to the heartand the hands of a manThat come with the dustand are gone with the windMay the wild horse run free foreveryeah the wild horse runs free foreverThe wild horse runs free foreverYeah the wild horse run free foreverWild guitar, baby, come on, wildI know, I know, I know, I knowPlay it for me, come on.Yeah, hit it. Yeah yeah. Let me hear it, yeah.The wild horse run free ...
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