Chris Whitley Wild Country
Breaking rocks all day on the avenue
its hard to unearth anything thats true
soon I am gonna loose these rags and run
Returning to the wild where I'm from
There's miles of stone, jack hammer in my hand
There's compromises, I cant comprehend
soon I am gonna drop this jack and run
Returning to the wild where I'm from
Returning to the wild where I'm from
Between the bricks you'll hear the children play
Their calaces get harder day by day
Between the cracks you'll notice where I've gone
Returning to the wild, where I belong
Soon I am gonna loose these rags and run
Returning to the wild, where I'm from
Returning to the wild, where I'm from
