Kenny Chesney Wild Child
Looks like a roll and a thrift store dress
Keeps my heart and her hair a mess
She goes where the wind suggests she goes,
Who knows?
Got a spirit that can't be tamed
She's a calico pony on an open plain
I know I'll never be the same no more,
For sure
She's a wild child,
Got a rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy
Wild style,
She can't be tied down
But for a while
You're falling free and so in love
I'll break my heart
But God she drives me
Wild child
Never heard of her favorite band unless you
Been to bono roux or burning man
She's penny lane in a Chevy van,
She loves to love
She loves me
Wild child, got a rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy
Wild style,
She can't be tied down
But for a while
You're falling free and so in love
I'll break my heart
But God she drives me
Wild child
She'll be here until she runs
Some just have to chase the sun
She's a wild child,
Got a rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy
Wild style,
She can't be tied down
But for a while
Be falling free and so in love
I'll break my heart
But God she drives me
Wild child
A kaleidoscope of colors in her wild shot
A touch of crazy hides behind her wild smile
So simple yet experimental
Innocent but still a little wild child
Wild child
