The Great Wide Open
Spitting from the bridges
Like a bird perched on a branch
I'm wilting like a tree
That will never let me breathe
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Will you follow it home?
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open
No, it never came back to break me
The way it broke it down
Spitting from the bridges
While the trees give a soft sigh to the ground
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Will you follow it home?
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open
Into the great wide open
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Will you follow it home?
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
Climb out, climb out oh, climb out, climb out oh
Climb out, climb out oh, over me
Climb out, climb out oh, climb out, climb out oh
Climb out, climb out over me
Into the great wide open
Like a bird perched on a branch
I'm wilting like a tree
That will never let me breathe
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Will you follow it home?
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open
No, it never came back to break me
The way it broke it down
Spitting from the bridges
While the trees give a soft sigh to the ground
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your flag held high
Will you follow it home?
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open
Into the great wide open
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Where does the crow fly?
Soul soldier with your gun held high
Will you follow it home?
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head
Climb out, climb out oh, climb out, climb out oh
Climb out, climb out oh, over me
Climb out, climb out oh, climb out, climb out oh
Climb out, climb out over me
Into the great wide open
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Davies, Darran Smith, Kris Roberts, Ryan Richards, Gareth Davies
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