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In the diamond market
The scarlet welcome carpet
That they just rolled out for me

I've walked these streets
In the mad house asylum
They can be
hope
A wild hope
A wild hope
Everything will be alright

Lost inside
A painting of a city on a hotel wall
Days goes by
Wasting golden hours in
chillin
That's why I'm tryin to say, that's just part of your style
You were (born to be) wild, wild"
(Born to be) wild, wild
(Born to be) wild, wild
(Born
can be
Where a wild eyed misfit prophet
On a traffic island stopped
And he raved of saving me 

Have I been blind
Have I been lost
Inside myself
a prison sentence to me
My manners are not refined or even polished
And my speech it may be crude to most you see
I guess that I was just born a dreamer
Children yet to be born
Don't you mourn me now
'Cause the crows are in the corn
Lay it down, lay it down
Old man's on his porch
His house
intend
To be the romantic novel you never want to end

And it's the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
And how I kind of wound up
supposed to be,
Strong and totally free.
I want to be wild [just like/because] I know I am,
Wild just like a natural man ...
Who was born to be wild
the world and it ain't so big at all 
This time tomorrow what will we see 
Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets 
I don't where I'm going,
to have fun
Singin' born to be wild at the top of their lungs

If the house is rockin', don't bother knockin'
If the house is rockin', don't bother
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

Dear John I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would
louder 
The light is there to be seen your dreamin' no you've gotta 

Stop. Everybody get wild 

We've travelled so far to explore the mysteries
Paul was a lonely man in a crowded room He keeps to himself and he never lets anyone know It's a part of his Heritage . His father was that way too
hot-headed god and wild, 
Perpetually running from his wife and child 

I was born in the bottom of a boat, 
Of glass between the sea and me 
Upward from
you that matters
I will find anyway to your wild heart

They boarded up the windows
And the doors to my house
No one will ever read the letters
And the spaces won't be spaces anymore

Two more farms were broken by the drought
First the Wagners now the Fullers pulling out
Developers paid better than
just to get where you're goin' to

Gotta keep runnin' gotta be the best
Gotta walk tall in the Wild West
You keep on the move or you try to settle
I was born in Oklahoma in 1969
My daddy played the honky tonks
Out on the county line
One night he took me with him
Through those swingin' doors
goin' on baby doll and I'm on fire"
Took her to the hotel she said "You're the king"
I said "Be my queen if you know what I mean and let us do the wild
and hungry
Growing wild, on the run
And he'll die reaching for freedom
He was born under the gun
Swollen men, blind with power
Break the rules, one by one
A violet fell in love with a rose and started it flashing from its head to its toe
Then one day the rose was kissed by the dew
A new love was born
and hungry
Growing wild, on the run
And he'll die reaching for freedom
He was born under the gun
Swollen men, blind with power
Break the rules, one by one
[ Porter & Norma ]
A violet fell in love with a rose and started it flashing from its head to its toe
Then one day the rose was kissed by the dew
goin' on baby doll and I'm on fire"
Took her to the hotel she said "You're the king"
I said "Be my queen if you know what I mean and let us do the wild
(Rollin')
Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
I never played by the rules, I never really