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Wild Child
Borrowed and edited heavily from Kenny Chesney’s latest release but darned if it doesn’t describe me easily.
Got a spirit that can’t be tamed
He’s a horse on an open plain
I know I’ll never be the same no more, for sure
He’s a wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy, wild style
he can’t be tied down but for a while
I’ll be falling free and so alive
He’ll be here until he runs
Some just have to chase the sun
A kaleidoscope of colors in his mind child
A touch of crazy hides behind his wild smile
So simple yet experimental
Innocent but still a little wild child
Recovered from the Internet Archive.
