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Consults the old man clutching money in his hand. 
And with a shrug, 
The old man smiled, 
Took the money, left the farmer wild. 
And the changes of no
Seven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten trail
Six cowboys and one old man in another day of hell
Chuckwagon lagging behind from the strain
And a stone marks the graves
Where the old cowboys lie
Asleep in a time
In a town, just a young man

Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild
Rollin' hard, rollin'
Broncos no more
It makes me sad my old man just hit sixty-four

Years ago his home was the wild rodeos
But his scars are the only trophies that he's got
There was a man whose deeds were dark as night
And quite by chance he rode into the light
A man, wild as a dust devil with, no place to run
Livin' by
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
Over by the wild wood
Hot summer night
We lay in the tall grass
Til the mornin' light

If I had my way I'd never
Get the urge to roam
A young
with my tail in the air

Stray cat strut I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline Casanova hey man that's that 
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get
It just hits you by surprise
It's that cold place in your soul
And the fire in her eyes
Makes you come together
Like wild horses when they run
Now
with my tail in the air

Stray cat strut I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline Casanova hey man that's that 
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get
There is a young man
Driving an old man's car
Down the Pennsylvania Turnpike
Where the treetops meet the stars
There is a warm wind
Blowin' down
Casanova, hey man that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can

Don't go crossing my path

I don't bother
the soap opera on the TV
Your old man's working
And your kids are out playing
And you ain't feeling too free
You keep thinking back,
Thinking back
here's to the good old days, baby, one more time

We were wild and young and willing; we still are in some ways
Every now and then we still have one
Old John the baptist, old John divine 
Leather harness round his line 
His meat was locust and honey 
Wild honey lord, wild honey 

John saw that
The old man turned off the radio
Said, "Where did all of the old songs go
Kids sure play funny music these days
They play it in the strangest
On the shores of gitchgoomy by the shining big sea water
Hiawatha old and grayin' listened to the older prophet listened to Lagu
And the young men
Casanova, hey man that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can

Don't go crossing my path

I don't bother
want to live fast & feel good
Have fun & do things like the boys do
I don't need this "old time romancing"
I need a wild kinda love

(feel my heartbeat
Casanova, hey man that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can

Don't go crossing my path

I don't bother
and she says you'll be my man
I'll have me the best bearhunter in the hills
A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they say he killed
Ninety-nine bears before
with my tail in the air

Stray cat strut I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline Casanova hey man that's that 
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get
with my tail in the air

Stray cat strut I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline Casanova hey man that's that 
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get
away your ancient fears
It's not too late, to be wild for roundabouts, to be
Wild for life

Old man lying in your bed
Your friends are passing by
away your ancient fears
It's not too late, to be wild for roundabouts, to be
Wild for life

Old man lying in your bed
Your friends are passing by