Wildflowers and Wild Horses (Single Version)

In the middle of the night
I hear a cornfield coyote cry
Up at the moon, no matter what
Sky, I'm layin' under

In the eye of a hurricane
When I got one foot in the grave
I'll dig my boots into the dirt
And face the rollin' thunder

I'm five generations of blazin' a trail
Through barb-wired valleys and overgrown dells
I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails
Whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack
I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses

It's in the water, in my veins
That bread of Heaven falls like rain
So I'm taken care of either way
Make somethin' outta how I'm made
Until I hitch a ride on Glory's train

I'm five generations of blazin' a trail
Through barb-wired valleys and overgrown dells
I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails
Whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack
I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses

I'm five generations of blazin' a trail
Through barb-wired valleys and overgrown dells
I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails
Whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack
I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses

Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses
Wildflowers and wild horses