Here in the Wilderness
Dark is the night and a cold wind crawling
Here in the wilderness
Near is the sound of a coyote calling
Here in the wilderness
Food and fire and a four-walled cabin
Here in the wilderness
Good in the wood is the time I'm having
Here in the wilderness
As it's the white man's lie to civilize
What they don't really understand
It's the one thing that they might realize
When the wild gets the upper hand
Sun always rise but the time ain't turning
Here in the wilderness
All living dies when the heat quits burning
Here in the wilderness
Yeah, well back in the wood you don't judge the size
Of the wheel with the role of man
But it's the one place that you might recognize
As the real place where he began
This is the page where they write the first one
Here in the wilderness
This is the stage where they fight the worst one
Here in the wilderness
Well no one dead or alive ever stopped the draw
Od the leaves as they settle down
Quiet cuts like a knife when the raven caws
And there's nobody else around
Sad ancient croon of a mad dog howling
Here in the wilderness
In the light of a moon, a wild cat prowling
Here in the wilderness
Green river mean like a bloodstream flowing
Here in the wilderness
I ain't never seen where the foot tracks going
Here in the wilderness
Out here in the wilderness
Here in the wilderness
Here in the wilderness
Here in the wilderness
Near is the sound of a coyote calling
Here in the wilderness
Food and fire and a four-walled cabin
Here in the wilderness
Good in the wood is the time I'm having
Here in the wilderness
As it's the white man's lie to civilize
What they don't really understand
It's the one thing that they might realize
When the wild gets the upper hand
Sun always rise but the time ain't turning
Here in the wilderness
All living dies when the heat quits burning
Here in the wilderness
Yeah, well back in the wood you don't judge the size
Of the wheel with the role of man
But it's the one place that you might recognize
As the real place where he began
This is the page where they write the first one
Here in the wilderness
This is the stage where they fight the worst one
Here in the wilderness
Well no one dead or alive ever stopped the draw
Od the leaves as they settle down
Quiet cuts like a knife when the raven caws
And there's nobody else around
Sad ancient croon of a mad dog howling
Here in the wilderness
In the light of a moon, a wild cat prowling
Here in the wilderness
Green river mean like a bloodstream flowing
Here in the wilderness
I ain't never seen where the foot tracks going
Here in the wilderness
Out here in the wilderness
Here in the wilderness
Here in the wilderness
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Writer(s): Joe Creek
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