Spirits Wild

I was born a dreamer, in a small northern town Where everything was simple and my friends would never let me down And I never thought for one day, that I would be there long The sound of the wheels on the road, to me sounded like a song There's been women, whiskey and long nights all alone There's been loving and fighting and hearts made of stone And it's a call in the distance, just beyond my sight It's the song on my radio, as I'm driving through the night And I'm still running, I'm still fighting I'm still riding this lonesome road And I don't care where it takes me even if I'm gettin' old 'Cause my spirit's wild, yes, my spirit's wild It's more than just the traveling, it's an aching in my soul Maybe you've felt it, that yearning to be whole And I'll think of you often, as I sleep beneath the sky And hear my voice calling, when the wind blows on high And I'm still running, I'm still fighting I'm still riding this lonesome road And I don't care where it takes me even if I'm gettin' old 'Cause my spirit's wild, yes, my spirit's wild 'Cause my spirit's wild, yes, my spirit's wild And I'm still running, I'm still fighting I'm still riding this lonesome road And I don't care where it takes me even if I'm gettin' old 'Cause my spirit's wild, yes, my spirit's wild And my spirit's wild, yes, my spirit's wild