Chris Whitley

Wild Country

Chris Whitley


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