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When our feet were tough as horn And our eyes were sharp as flint Our hearts beat like two war drums And you tracked me by my scent Cross a scape of shiny asphalt While that blacked our soles with tar And we ran like brave Comanches On a moonlit reservoir And you said I don't wanna be tamed down I just wanna saddle up Ride my broomstick pony along some salt grass open plain Well, you really showed your hand Popping off ten cans With your daisy pump air rifle and your Annie Oakley aim You were anything but tame baby Oh, you summon me with bird calls Or you scratching at my screen Your mouth gone sweet with juicy fruit Tawny legs and cut off jeans In my stretchy Ford Ranchero Ah, we rattled like train cars And we slung our share of gravel 'Neath a tarpaulin of stars And you said I don't wanna be tamed down I don't wanna give an inch The fenced off picture perfect in your bill fold window frame Now you were born to romp In this God forsaken swamp Dodging cottonmouths and quicksand on your tiptoes in the rain You were anything but tame, baby
I heard Shreveport didn't last And you lit out for LA But when lightning claws the night up I can see you plain as day And when I want to feel you near me I go crawl down off my cloud And I pull on down a bayou And crying in my blood And you said I don't wanna be tamed down I don't wanna tread regret And flat out make excuses for the way I've came up lame I could have been enough To lift this off the cup On the cutting edge of nowhere where the sun goes down in flames We were anything but tame, baby Anything but tame
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