Out of the Wilderness
Well I'm out of the wilderness
Tryin' to make it on my own
Well I went in to the country
To get my lovin' thing on
Well I played a little music
I played the eighty-eight
I got to make it to the show
Lord I can not be late
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen my brother we got to keep the music alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Well I got on the Greyhound
Across the USA
I went down to Texas
And heard blues anyway
Ah well I listened to Stevie
I'm talkin' about Ray Vaughn
I got back on the Greyhound
With love in my arms
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen my brother I want to keep blues alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen you people you got to keep love alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Well I went out and played
At honky tonks and bars
A lot of smoky rooms
I settled down with the cards
Well I played on Broadway
For a nickel and dime
And when I was hangin' out there
You drank a whole lot of wine
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen my brother we got to keep love alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Out of the wilderness
On the killin' floor
One time for the babies
On the killin' floor
Tryin' to make it on my own
Well I went in to the country
To get my lovin' thing on
Well I played a little music
I played the eighty-eight
I got to make it to the show
Lord I can not be late
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen my brother we got to keep the music alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Well I got on the Greyhound
Across the USA
I went down to Texas
And heard blues anyway
Ah well I listened to Stevie
I'm talkin' about Ray Vaughn
I got back on the Greyhound
With love in my arms
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen my brother I want to keep blues alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen you people you got to keep love alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Well I went out and played
At honky tonks and bars
A lot of smoky rooms
I settled down with the cards
Well I played on Broadway
For a nickel and dime
And when I was hangin' out there
You drank a whole lot of wine
Now I got to find my way to the other side
Listen my brother we got to keep love alive
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
On the killin' floor
Out of the wilderness
On the killin' floor
One time for the babies
On the killin' floor
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Writer(s): Matt Ruffino, Robert Bradley
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