Call Of The Wild
(Chris LeDoux, Tony Bessire)
Storm clouds a building above the timber line
Lightning flashing across the mountain side
Thunder rolling down the canyons of his mind
Somewhere beyond the Great Divide.
The bugle of the Bull Elk echoes thru the pines
The North wind moans her lonesome lullaby
He hungers for the freedom of an eagle as she glides
Somewhere beyond the Great Divide.
CHORUS
He's heard the call of the wild
He's heard the call of the wild
The mountains callin' to him
Like a mother calls her child
He's heard the call of the wild.
Living in the city, oh it gets to be a grind
Putting in his hours working overtime
Waiting for the day he can leave it all behind
To go somewhere beyond the Great Divide.
He's got to get away from the city for a while
He's got to answer
The call of the wild.
CHORUS
He's heard the call of the wild
He's heard the call of the wild
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