Del Reeves Wild Blood
Some men may leave their children wealth and worldly things
But all my papa left me is wobbled in my veins
The town folk's cried desertion but mama I don't know
Son don't hate your papa papa had to go
Cause papa had wild blood papa's not to blame
Wild blood can drive a man insane
There's no resisting wild blood like a storm of wind and rain
And I can feel the wild blood flowing in my veins
I'm writing you this letter darling trying to explain
Inside me flows a river wobbled in my veins
If I can ever satisfy this longing I'll be free
If I can ever calm the storms that rage inside of me
Then I'll come looking for you and take you by the hand
Until that day I hope and pray you'll try to understand
That papa had wild blood papa's not to blame...
