Wild Horse

D Spent a little time in the 208
G Growing my hair stayin' up late
A Maximized all of my time and space
With new Em ideas
A coastal line ain't lost on me
And skiing your slopes, never felt freer
But all I have now are simple tools
And all my fingers
I get G high A on Bm you
From your Bm south end A to your G north
Playing in your wild towns
I ride you like a wild horse
They're a hell of a band but nobody's dancing
With hearts made of stone sinking in water
I ain't got much of anything to keep you from drowning
Except a trip to where the craters are
Like the ones up on the moon
But how would I know I ain't ever been
Guess we can pretend
I get high on you
From your south end to your north
Playing in your wild towns
I ride you like a wild horse
Ride you like a wild horse
Ride you like a wild horse
Take a trip down fifty-five
And dive into a lucky peak
If I end up in a dive
Will I land on my own two D feet?



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Writer(s): Matthew Hopper
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